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Start of the End or End and Start Anew?
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Wednesday, 2012-03-14, 8:48 PM | Message # 1 |
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From the Forest
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| In the beginning, the first beginning.
Five where born.
A girl known as an Angel,
A boy known as a Demon,
A boy known as Father Time,
And twins known as humans.
In the beginning, the first beginning.
They created the world was we know it. Before the first five the first animals of earth turned to unnecessary violence. Some say man is the bridge between God and beast, that would be true, would, if a God was real. Because the first five where created by hope.
They all had a part of what the world became.
Angel fixed animals and plants to what they should be,
Demon took the animals and planets when he deemed the right time to stop over population,
The twins invented and built making progress,
And Father Time made sure that balance was strong.
Soon the beings had children with similar but weaker powers
All but Father Time, whose powers where to strong to pass on to another being.
Soon the children forgot their powers new animals where created and the planet was covered. The only ones that never forgot were the children of Ruin because they had always lived in Hölle also known as heaven/hell. They couldn't forget. The first five beings have started fighting for many different reasons, Father Time has disappeared, and not only that, but a group of his own children is found, all teens.
Worse yet the Demon has slowly gotten mad, for all those years people blamed him for their bad happenings, so mad he decided to show the world what real damage he can do. Soon he'll open the gates between Hölle and Earth.
A new group of teens with incredible power has been found, which one are you?
The Angel's children can:
Heal
Talk to animals
Control plants
Make a tsunami (Two powerful people working together.)
Make a earthquake (With the help of a child of one of the twins.)
Bring someone back from the dead (With a child of the Demon.)
The Demon's children can:
Health steal
Summon undead
Control darkness
Bring someone back from the dead (With a child of the Angel)
The original Humans children can:
Think incredibly fast
Build almost anything
Control over metal elements (That's like more then halve of the periodic table.)
Make an earthquake (With two children or with the help of a child of the Angel.)
Father Time's children can:
Shift Shape
Mind control
Read minds
Stop and start time (With two or a child of one of the twins.)
~Rules
All the normal rules
No controlling the first five without permission
~CS~
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Appearance:
Child of? :
Special skill:
Items:
Bio: (At lest 3 sentences.)
(Everyone with powers are direct descendant of the first five, yes their immortal and you only know one of your parents unless it’s Ruin. You don't have to be a direct distending if you don't want to. If too many people become children of 1 of the 5 I will cut that person off.)
Current looks
Demon
http://static.desktopnexus.com/thumbnails/510938-bigthumbnail.jpg
(With a black suit)
Angel
http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/3386/angelbymisatochanvj6.jpg
Father Time
http://api.ning.com/files....Guy.jpg
Twins
http://cdn.pimpmyspace.org/media/pms/c/yo/mh/r3/couple-2.jpg
Most of the time you look more like your motel parent then one of the first five. The first five have more powers, but I wont explain them until later.
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
Message edited by Kenzieroo - Thursday, 2012-03-15, 8:44 PM |
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| Demon | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 1:52 PM | Message # 2 |
 ※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| Name: Savanna Rae
Age: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: Attatchment
Child of? : Father time
Special skill: Stealth, Swordsmanship
Items: N/A
Bio: (At lest 3 sentences.) Savanna is an orphan, who lives alone in the woods. She does go to school, but nobody knows that she is an orphan. Savanna hides that fact, afraid that people might think shes a freak. She steals for food and money.
ಠ_ಠ (づ ￣ ³￣)づ
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| Spark | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 2:26 PM | Message # 3 |
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| ~CS~
Name: (Wolf) Alex Rose
Age: 13
Gender: F
Appearance: 
Child of? : Angel
Special skill: Archery and structure
Items: A bow and a quiver.
Bio: She is very young, and she lives in the forest. She ran away from her problems when her parents both left her home alone. She never went to school, and she was stealing ever since she was 7.
~CS~
Name: (Spark) Devon Nachteinbruch
Age: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: http://www.pimpmyspace.org/comments/code/2942436/
Child of? : Human
Special skill: Spears
Items: Nothing but her cat, Cotton, in the pic.
Bio: She is from a wealthy family, and she goes to the same school as Savana. She makes regular trips to the forest. She is very friendly, and tries hard.(At lest 3 sentences.)
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
Message edited by Spark - Thursday, 2012-03-15, 2:34 PM |
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| Zyphon | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 2:53 PM | Message # 4 |
 The Flying Penguin
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| (I remember something similar to this form Roblox :D)
Name: Wolfe Taunel
Age: 14
Gender: Male
Appearance: About 5'8", thin, has very light blue eyes, pale, black hair, wears a blue jacket, red plaid shirt, jeans, black sneakers and a small gold ring with a small jewel in it.
Child of?: Father time
Special skill: Telling lies/bluffing his way out of a situation
Items: Wallet, some money.
Bio: Wolfe's Mother was murdered when he was young, so he had to live with his Uncle and Aunt. Then his Aunt was murdered as well. Because of having so many fmaily members killed, he is extremely paranoid about everything. He knows nothing of having powers or anything.
Flying Penguins
The world would be a better place if they existed.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 5:06 PM | Message # 5 |
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From the Forest
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| (All accepted)
Name: Sylvia
Age: 19
Gender: Female
Appearance: Attachment
Special Skill: Positive Insomnia
Child of?: Father Time
Items: Water, food, journal.
Bio: All of her memory before seven is gone, but she often has nightmares that see can't remember. When she was ten she stumped upon an old underground training area, now she seeks people with abilities like her to help them train and live normal lives, so far she's the only one she's found with powers like herself. She doesn't know about the five... Yet.
(First child of Father Time)
~CS~
Name: Candy
Age: 15
Appearance: http://www.shutterstock.com/pic-454....d.html
Special Skill: She's an Empath
Child of?: Human
Items: Bag of random junk
Bio: She lived in the city all her life, when shes older she wants to be an architect, she knows Sylvia but there not fans of each other. They have a long history with each other, however they do respect one another.
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
Message edited by Kenzieroo - Thursday, 2012-03-15, 8:00 PM |
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 8:52 PM | Message # 6 |
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| (Let me help, oh and no more children of Father time, at lest for now, after all they shouldn't even be alive ;D)
~Sylvia
Sighing, I sit up. My head groggy, vision blurred thinking to myself 'where am I again?' vision slowly returning I find myself in my 'room' it was really a study in this, I don't know, what would you call it... A fort maybe. I found it a years ago but still continue to forget I live here, I felt most at home in this small privet study, the walls where a deep red color. On the north wall the one closest to the door was a wooden desk close to the color of the walls. There was a window on the south wall, two, but do to the whole building being under ground I always left the golden curtains closed. The floor was black title, which I liked the best because of the cold beneath my feet. There what's several selves with books and journals, but this fort had a huge library so I haven't gone around to those books.
I keep all my belongings neatly under my 'bed'. Which was a cot I found laying around.
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
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| Zyphon | Date: Thursday, 2012-03-15, 9:35 PM | Message # 7 |
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The Flying Penguin
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| (I see you deleted all your posts, anyways, this in no way helps me start.)
Flying Penguins
The world would be a better place if they existed.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Saturday, 2012-03-17, 6:22 PM | Message # 8 |
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From the Forest
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| (Are you guys ganna start?!?)
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
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| Spark | Date: Saturday, 2012-03-17, 9:54 PM | Message # 9 |
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| (Remaking both CSes. Can I have a child of father time?)
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Saturday, 2012-03-17, 9:57 PM | Message # 10 |
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From the Forest
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| (Fine, but only one. Oh and if your a child the Angel then you can make your wings disappear.)
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
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| Demon | Date: Sunday, 2012-03-18, 9:20 AM | Message # 11 |
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※You shouldnt anger me. ಠ_ಠ※
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| (So many children of Father Time T_T)
(Idk how to start)
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Sunday, 2012-03-18, 9:22 AM | Message # 12 |
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From the Forest
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| (Only four.... But no more cause four enough)
(Start in town or something.)
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
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| Spark | Date: Sunday, 2012-03-18, 12:59 PM | Message # 13 |
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Zyphon's Supporter
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| (Kay.. remaking cses)
~CS~
Name: (Wolf) Alex Rose
Age: 13
Gender: F
Appearance: attatchment
Child of? : Father Time
Special skill: Archery and structure
Items: A bow and a quiver.
Bio: She is very young, and she lives in the forest. She ran away from her problems when her parents both left her home alone. She never went to school, and she was stealing ever since she was 7.
~CS~
Name: (Spark) Devon Nachteinbruch
Age: 16
Gender: F
Appearance: http://www.pimpmyspace.org/comments/code/2942436/
Child of? : Human
Special skill: Spears
Items: Nothing but her cat, Cotton, in the pic.
Bio: She is from a wealthy family, and she goes to the same school as Savana. She makes regular trips to the forest. She is very friendly, and tries hard.(At lest 3 sentences.)
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
Message edited by Spark - Sunday, 2012-03-18, 1:02 PM |
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| Kenzieroo | Date: Sunday, 2012-03-18, 1:03 PM | Message # 14 |
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From the Forest
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| (Accepted.)
On The Edge Of Imagination And Logic
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| Spark | Date: Sunday, 2012-03-18, 1:12 PM | Message # 15 |
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| Alex
Bitter wind arose me in the silent morning. It was silent if you didn't count the clicking of bugs, and the cracks of twigs. I was underneath my tree. The tree has a big root, and I dug out my home under it. It is quite spacious. I carelessly threw a big leaf over the small gap in which i come in and out. It got warmer, but I still shivered. I decide to go to town. I remove the leaf from the front of my hole, squirm out, and place it back. Darkness was lifting as dawn came. I finnaly escape the tight maze and enter town. I take a deep breath. It was warmer in town, probably the body heat.
"Flying is learning how to throw yourself at the ground and miss."
You tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is 'never try'.
After twelve years of therapy my psychiatrist said something that brought tears to my eyes. He said, "No hablo ingles."
Duct tape is like the force. It has a light side, a dark side, and it holds the world together.
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