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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:18 pm
This is just what we PMed back and forth for a while. It didn't all fit in the beginning of the other topic.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:20 pm
BlueBby548 Mrs Gey Name: William Hunt Age: 18 Height: 6'3 Tattoos: Has a spider web design on the inside of his wrist that stretches to cover most of his palm. Personality: On the outside, he's very calm, sarcastic, charming, and can be a tease. On the inside, he's a completely different person, and a complete puzzle to everyone that knows him. He's betrayed quite a few people, and he looks as though he could care less about it. Race: Werewolf Powers: He can change at will, or just transform one part of his body, like turn his hand into claws. In the winter, he uses this to give himself some fur to keep warm. He has the same speed as a vampire. Name: Charlette Hanson (or Char for short) Age: 17 Occupation: Assassin, one of the best around. Height: "5.8" feet Appearance: Long blonde hair and silver eyes. The interesting thing is when she's on the job they switch. Her eyes turn yellow and her hair silver, it's always an ability she's had with her, she never really understood why she has had it. While she's on the job she'll normally wear All black with a Red hair ribbon, with knifes in all pockets and one in her ribbon. ( yes she keeps a small knife in her hair). When she's at home she normally wears just comfy clothes, she's a fairly normal looking person. She blends on so no one notices her. Personality: Chose the be an assassin through misfortune. When she was younger Her family was brutally murdered during the night. Ever since then Hate has filled her heart. She'll kill anyone standing in between her and her job. Outside her job she is very caring but not to just anyone, you'll need to meet her first and she'll eventually warm up to you. She likes to put up an act so no one suspects that she's a cold blooded killer. She a quick thinker and is very quick when it comes to her job, she won't leave you suffering. Likes to keep her personal life and work life to herself. (hehe who wouldn't) Never kept a steady relationship, her enemies would be able to use that against her. They say once you see her Long sliver hair flash in front of your eyes, your a goner, she's ruthless she stops for no one. No matter where she is she'll always have a blade handy, She keeps many and even before you see her she likes to be very seductive, she's a tease. ROLEPLAY BEGINNING
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:22 pm
BlueBby548 Mrs Gey BlueBby548 Mrs Gey I stretched and groaned, the people around me shooting me glances that told me to shut up. I chuckled in my throat , the sound rumbling through out the room. The only sound after that was the scratch of pencils and pens as everyone took the test. Finally, when the bell rang signaling the end of class, I got up and was the first one from the room. In my hurry, I didn't see the girl I knocked into. But she was the one who went down, I only stumbled. With inhuman speed, I reached out and stopped her fall, her books falling around her. Ah finally, the bell rings. I rush out of the classroom. Chatter filling the hallways. I like to ignore it most of the time, i - Then i was rudely shoved over by some wanna be hot shot, but before falling to the ground he grabs me as my book fly everywhere. " Ah, look where your going." i shot at him. Ah people these days. I go to get my books scattered all over the hallway. All my drawings and designs for my new attired for work were scattered everywhere, ahh s**t. I smirked down at her and dropped my arm, thus ending in her falling on her backside. "Sorry, you just seemed like a good person to knock into today," I replied sarcastically, picking up a few of her books and papers. I noticed a few of the drawings, but didn't saw anything. So, she was into drawing knives and guns. I held up a picture of a very dangerous and sharp-looking blade. "Bad-a**." I told her, but she snatched the papers and books away from me and turned on her heel to her next class. "Someone's grumpy," I smirk again and head to Geometry. I smirk as i walk away, "Smart a**" i mumble to myself. Turning back to look in the direction to where he was once standing. I run to my locker and throw all my drawings in and grab my things for Geometry. I run quickly to class, and make it just as the bell rings. I look for an open seat and guess who's there. That same person who shoved me over, and it's the only open seat is right next to him. "Great," I say under my breathe. He looks at me a waves to the open seat,sarcastically. ha goofball.
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Posted: Fri Jul 24, 2009 7:23 pm
BlueBby548 Mrs Gey BlueBby548 Mrs Gey As she sits next to me, I couldn't help but smirk at her in my sarcastic way. "Hey there stranger," I say, throwing an arm around her shoulders. She shrugs me off, and I try and pay attention in class, only succeeding in almost doozing off. Geez, this class is so boring. Good thing dad went through all this with me last year, I thought to myself. When that class ended, I saw the girl beside me, whom I still didn't know the name of, pull out her schedule(sp). I snatched it from her grasp and stood up, so she couldn't reach it, and looked at her classes. "Hmm, we have almost every class together, Stranger." I told her, dropping her schedule(sp) and leaving, going to Gym. That class we had together as well. Class was so boring today, just as a thought that the bell rang. Ah, saved by the bell. I get up and pull out my schedule. As i read that I have gym next period, that boy snatches out of my hands. "hmm, We have almost every class together, stranger." he smirks. "My names Charlette!" I spit back. I walk out of the room, and straight to gym. I decide not to get dressed, after my last task i have scratches all over my body. I sit there, waitign for someone to comment that i didn't change. Then i hear, " Nicejob Changing Charlette. You look so different." I look up and it's that mysterious guy staring at me with that silly grin on his face. " Oh thanks." i Smirk back at him.After changing into basketball shorts and the gym shirt, I sat next to Charlette. "So, Char, how come you didn't change? Forgot your gym clothes?" I asked, looking at who else we had in your class. A few bubbly cheerleaders. A few jocks. A few of the smart kids. I was surprised that we had a pool, on the other side of the gym. I looked around again. No teacher. Without waiting for her answer to my question, I stood up, and at the same moment, pulled her into my arms and walked over to the pool. She struggled in my grip like a frightened kitten hanging over a bathtub. With a splash and tons of laughing and snorting, Charlette fell into the pool. I sit there an here he grabs me and try to squirm away from his grip. He drags me toward the pool. No, No!!! ahh this is going to sting, i have a bunch of open sores all over me and before i can think about it, he shoves me in. Great, i'm all wet. I look around and the whole class is staring at me and laughing. Then i look and Oh s**t, my knife isn't under my shirt, and there's none in my hair. I check every morning to make sure i bring them. My work likes to follow me everywhere. I swim to the bottom of the pool and grab both knifes i swim to the surface and shove the one back into the vest i'm wearing and the other one i hide along my wrist. I run into the locker room and slide it back into my hair. "Uhh that a*****e." i say to myself.
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