Underground Betrayals [Archive]

Charmless_Anachronism

02-12-2007, 03:43 AM

[Intro]
As the sun began to sink further below the horizon, I felt a certain darkness rising, an impenetrable silence. My brother's voice came to me in whispers though he spoke from my side. How could everything seem so close, yet so far away?

That was the first time that I felt the wall between us, the difference between us. Sitting side by side, we were worlds apart.

I let myself fall onto my bed. The silence filled me.

My eyes sprang open. Pain shot throughout my entire body. Every nerve pulsated, every thought brought forward a carnal desire. In my mind, I was screaming. I felt my limbs twist, my skin stretch. I clenched my teeth, the taste of blood filling my mouth...

They come for you.

...I remember their cool welcoming touch. Hands were grabbing at my arms, and legs, but I let them take a hold of me. I gave in. I didn't know what was happening in the darkness, but somehow the immense pain pounding through my body was lessened by their prescence.

I wonder if, when it begins, they sense and come to claim you , but other times I think...

Did I call them to me?

I opened my eyes to darkness. The pain had subsided, but everything was different. I couldn't see but somehow I just sensed I was not among the familial. I was not myself. My body felt odd, alien. I wanted to shake it off. I wanted to rid myself of these new feelings. I wanted to runaway. My arms flailed back and forward searching desperately for a wall, or anything. I hit something solid. It was soft, and...bumpy.

"That's my leg." Came a voice in whispering daggers. It was a female.

"I-I'm sorry," I stammered, my heart racing. I heard her slide to the floor, next to me. She was against my side, holding my arm in her slender hands.

"I'm going to teach you to kill." I couldn't see, but I could feel her smile.

[Rules]
1. No Godmoding
2. Your best grammar. (Do your best)...Be creative. Write good full posts.
3. No one is invincible.

[Characters and Story]

So, I really wanted to write something again, and thought I could coperate it into an RPG.

My character's name is Eric. (I'm a girl...The character's a boy.)
You can play guys or girls...I really don't care.

So, the world is filled with humanoids, and humans. Humans shun the humanoids, and are not always aware of them. Since Eric didn't have any signs of being inhuman, he was adopted into a typical suburban family. He has a brother his same age. He's human. This character can be either a girl or a guy. So, whatever. Well, Eric joins this underground assassin group. It's made up of powerful humanoids that help the leaders of the underworld. They can be bought at the highest price. They're not really good or bad. Never cross them. So, I need assassins and assassin leaders. Crime bosses would be nice. Romance and murder is welcome. Eric refuses to tell his brother about it, and they grow apart. His brother is suspicious and afraid for him so he begins to dig for information, and gets entangled in the world of the underworld. So, if someone could play him (he can be a sister or just played by a girl.) and maybe some of their friends or other humans that would be welcome. Also...you can make their personalities however you like. The brother should act likes he's confident, he doesn't really have to feel that way. Eric, and his brother are seventeen.

We can make this a big soap opera with lots of entangled relationships, and death..and..etc...So..have some fun with crime bosses, and assasins, and the like. BE CREATIVE AND WRITE A LOT. Might be interesting to have whoever plays the brother to write a narrative of how he feels about it all. So, yeah...sorry if this seems strange or anything.

[What You Need]

You can just write something like I did, or...

Name:
Age:
Race:
Personality:
Appearance:
Other:
(You don't have to follow this format...you can follow one of your own.)

Charmless_Anachronism

02-12-2007, 03:50 AM

((If anyone is interested or anything...Just post. I'll get on tomorrow. I have to go to bed, and finish up some homework. Night.))

7000dominos

02-12-2007, 04:40 AM

((If anyone is interested or anything...Just post. I'll get on tomorrow. I have to go to bed, and finish up some homework. Night.))

((I'm going to play. Why? Because even though I have no idea what the story line is...YOU CAN ACTUALLY WRITE and that's rare here.))

((Also, you like musicals, Labrynth and Scrubs. Ferillz.))

((Profile in a minute.))

7000dominos

02-12-2007, 04:53 AM

((I can play the brother if I can have 2 chars. If not, that's cool, too....))

For now:

Name: Lucy (Luc *loose* for short)
Age: 17
Race: humaniod
Personality: helpful, shy, smart, quiet
Bio: Lucy's parents dumped her as soon as they realized what she was. She got caught up in an undergound assassin group at the age of three, and her skills were soon descovered: Lucy, in addition to be able to read and translate almost any launguage, is a crackshot snipist, and she has only been honing her skills since she was four. However, Lucy, now tired of her "job" longs for freedom, and her own life. She began looking for a way out....
Appearance: http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b161/kako123/1097095835_sAirSprite.jpg
Other: excellent reader/translater, all-star snipist, can fight w/ her hands, and use any type of gun

7000dominos

02-12-2007, 04:55 AM

((Actually, I can play the brother, if you let me. Only I'm thinking she's gonna be a sister, if that's alright.))

((Okay, I'm done now. Really.))

7000dominos

02-12-2007, 05:19 AM

((Bored....just in case you DO say yes....))

Name: Emily
Age: Same as Eric (?? Do we know that yet?)
Race: human
Appearance: http://i115.photobucket.com/albums/n304/Tobari_Demon_Babe/b147e843.jpg
Personality: very smart, persuasive, loyal to her brother, acts confident (cuz u said so)
Bio: When her twin brother, Eric, starting drifting away from her, Emily started to worry. He was away from home too long, he stopped telling her stuff. She wanted to know what was up. So she started to dig: she looked into the town's newspaper archive, finding bits and pieces of it's strange history. She was never quite sure which newspaper bit led her into the heart of the Underground, but suddenly she was there, and alone. The only thing she knew was that she had to get her brother and get out--fast. ((Sorry for the ambiguity. It's your story...you know.))

Nickoli

02-12-2007, 05:36 AM

I'd join but I don't really know what kind of characters are needed....

Mistress Dizzy

02-12-2007, 09:24 PM

(I think I could come up with a very good crime boss, if needed. Just not sure where to start.)

akitoluva

02-13-2007, 01:24 AM

(I think I could come up with a very good crime boss, if needed. Just not sure where to start.)

((ohh if you join then i'll be your second in comand...))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-13-2007, 03:53 AM

((First, thank you everyone for posting. Second, if I don't get back to you, or get on a lot, I'm really busy with school.

Storylines...grr...Totally my enemy. Any good ideas...are more than welcome.

[Storyline]
The Underground is an assassin group, but also, unknown to their clients, a rebellion. As they grow in power and influence, their plans of an uprise begin to grow. Humanoids have been treated as inferiors for several decades. Most of the population are not even aware of their existance. The players in the government and crime have been keeping them in line, but not for long. The assassins are not only angry, but bloodthirsty. Eric and his sister become pawns in their game of freedom and revenge. Eric gives into his desires, immersing himself in the ways of the humanoid assassins. After his sister's life is threatened, he wants to pull out, but finds himself already in too deep. The assasins will do anything to stop him and his sister. The group also begins attacking government officials, and crime bosses. They take their existance to the public calling their fellow humanoids to reveal themselves. The public goes into a panic and nothing is the same for the city again. The lies that the city was built on begins to crumble. Loyalties are tested.

That all shouldn't happen right away.

I'd rather play this on a more personal level...More on the characters personal problems. Like...maybe throw in some love triangles...Sorry, I like angst. I hope that helps. I feel like it goes a bit over-board. Suggestions welcome.

[Character Suggestions]
On Crime Bosses: Hmmm...They can be whatever race. If they aren't human, it's seems like they'd keep that more of a secret. Looks out more for themselves. Main employers of the assassins and rulers of the underground. That's just a suggestion. ^__^ Please, be as creative as you wish...

On Needed Characters: Assassins...Especially those who will oppose letting people just leave the group. Killers, but just want to live with freedom...etc.

Humans...friends...parents...crimes bosses...officials...

Please, make any tweaks or suggestions you wish. ))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-13-2007, 03:58 AM

((I'm going to play. Why? Because even though I have no idea what the story line is...YOU CAN ACTUALLY WRITE and that's rare here.))

((Also, you like musicals, Labrynth and Scrubs. Ferillz.))

((Profile in a minute.))

((Thank you...Sorry...Storylines are my weak point.

^__^ HECKAYEAH! Scrubs and Labyrinth!

Please, play as many characters as you like. And, she can be a sister...And it all looks good. Thanks everyone again.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-13-2007, 01:56 PM

((Oh, wow! you like Labrynth AND Scrubs?? You deserve MAJOR brownie points for that! Erm, I'll join, but it has to be later though, since I'm using a school computer...XD))

akitoluva

02-13-2007, 08:37 PM

((tell me if there is any problems))

name: jezy (short for jezebel she hates her full name)
age:18
race:human/assassin/boss
looks:http://i15.photobucket.com/albums/a390/Lucky_clover13/anime/blackandredwww.jpg
personality: very outgoing, gets along with almost everyone, and takes noobies under her wing until they can take care of themselves.
bio: jezy was sold iligaly to the old boss, named derik, by her step father when she was 15. after six months of her slavery she learned to hate and fear derik. along the way the assassins under derik learned to like and take care of her. when she was 17 she murdered derik in his sleep, and the other assassins named her the new boss.

Charmless_Anachronism

02-14-2007, 04:57 AM

((I'm starting))

-I turned the knob slowly, pressing gently against the wood. The sweet aroma of my mother’s cooking, and father's cologne filled my nostrils. The blood from my shirt mixed with the scents turning them acrid, a stranger to the ordinary. A dash of light spilled in on the linoleum from outside. I inched my way in, closing the door with a light thud. I could hear my family's deep breathing through the walls. Everything was perfect, calm and serene. I didn't belong here. Maybe I should go back. I could hear the rustle, and shifting of blankets, a deep sigh coming from the bedroom down the hall to the left, Emily's room.-

((No problems. Looks good.

Mmm...BROWNIES! ^__^ Carla: The janitor said if we pretended to know what jigglyball was, we could throw tennis balls at you. I just watched that episode. Sooo...funny. We should make some hybrid Scrubs/Labyrinth roleplay...Just kidding. Somehow, I don't see that going well. Maybe as a parody...hmmm...))

7000dominos

02-15-2007, 03:44 AM

((My turn!))

((Ima do Emily 1st person and....my other char. 3rd.))

"597, 598, 599....600." I groaned quietly. "There should be some sort of default rule for counting sheep: automatic slumber after 400. The people who get that far deserve some sort of respite. Respite....I'm still using words like 'respite' at...." I checked the luminescent red numbers on my alarm clock near my bed, "five am." I groaned again and rolled over. I hadn't slept all night: I was still waiting for Eric. "Five am," I muttered again. "C'mon, Eric, where are you?" I peeked across the narrow hallway to the door of his room: it was still dark inside. The quilt on his bed was pulled back. He was gone. I sighed.

7000dominos

02-15-2007, 03:46 AM

Charmless_Anachronism

02-16-2007, 03:59 AM

((THAT WOULD BE COOL! I tried to get my friend to make this roleplay, and have the players do a musical segment, but she gave me one of those "Olivia and your crazy demands" look. I LOVED THAT EPISODE. I hate you. Not really. I really wanted to put that on my mp3, but my friend couldn't find it. I would do it, but my computer is evil.))

-Then, I heard her voice faintly. I couldn't help, but laugh at her remarks. I laughed until my sides hurt, until I was gasping for air, and until tears graced my cheeks. A pain swelled up in my chest. Sometimes, life can seem so surreal that for a moment, you just step back and watch. I watched as I fell further and further away from my family, from my friends. I watched as my face became so distorted, it was unrecognizable. I watched a pathetic boy try and cover ups his sobs with sick, uncontrollable laughter. Sometimes, the only way you can relieve yourself from the rut you've dug is to laugh at yourself. I took a deep breath, rubbing my eyes. Then, I walked to my room. I stole a glance into the room across of mine; I didn't want her to see my face. I closed the door lightly, changed my shirt, and fell onto the bed staring obstinately into the remainder of the night. Tomorrow would be a new day. A better day?-

7000dominos

02-16-2007, 11:26 PM

((Youtube, dear! It's there a few times, I think.))

I started awake suddenly. Awake, I thought. You have to fall asleep to wake up. But how long? I checked my alarm clock again, my eyes straining in the darkness of my room. It was nearly 10:00 am! I glanced to my shuttered window. Sure enough, daylight peeked through the slots. Holding my breath, and looked across the hallway again. My eyes widened. Eric's door was closed. That meant he was back...right? If he was back, he wouldn't be awake yet...not after being out all night. I didn't care. He deserved to be punished for scaring me like that.

Slowly, cautiously, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, as if I were terrified that any whisper of sound would rip Eric away from me again. I crept as quietly as I could to to his door and lifted my hand to knock....then froze. Something stopped my hand....a cold vie around my heart. Fear. I was scared to knock. I was scared to leave. And so I was stuck in a horrifying limbo there in front of my brother's door, feeling desperate and uncertain; feeling lost and alone. Very, very alone....

Charmless_Anachronism

02-17-2007, 01:39 AM

((I can't run anything with sound. It disconnects my computer. I hate it. I tried to get my english teacher to look up Scrubs on YouTube, but after we told her to watch Harry Potter Puppet Pals...I can see why she would be reluctant. No one thought it was funny except for me and my friend.))

I shifted to the side. I could hear her breathing outside my door. I lifted my torso, rolling my shoulders back. Sunlight seemed to dance through the room, illuminating my piles of dirty clothes. I hadn't slept, but the light still stung my eyes. Why wasn't she moving? I sat, listening. I didn't know what I was waiting for. I could hear my mother's somber humming as she laboriously worked in the kitchen. I would end this. I pulled a plain blue t-shirt from one of my many piles, and pulled it over my head. I hit my foot down hard on the wooden floor. I wasn't going to sneak up on her. I walked slowly to the door, my feet making thudding noises as I increased pressure to every step. I stopped. If I opened the door, one barrier would've been broken, but the other...I could feel it even now between us. It was a silence that went deeper than not saying any words. A silence of all the words we should've said to each other, but locked away. My fingertips brushed the door knob. It was cool under my touch. I turned the knob, and opened the door just enough so I could see out, but she couldn't see in.
"Can I help you?"

7000dominos

02-17-2007, 03:00 AM

When I heard him coming, I almost ran back to my room. Maybe I could make it before-too late.

"Can I help you?"

His voice came low and husky. It sounded different. Had he grown up over night? Or had I just not spoken to him in that long. At this point, either one of them was possible....and utterly unwanted. I shighed and shook the thoughts from my head. My mind returned to his question.

'Where were you last night? Where have you been? Why won't you talk to me any more? Did I do something? Did Mom or Dad do something? Are you in trouble? Why won't you let me help? What's happening to you? And me? What's happening to us?'

My voice faltered and cracked. "Um, I...." I cleared my throat. "I was just wondering....if it...was your turn to feed Maxine." Maxine, our golden retriever, was waiting in the yard to be fed. In a last ditch effort to revive the connection between my brother and I, I quickly added, "If you're tired, I can feed her..."

Charmless_Anachronism

02-18-2007, 02:26 AM

I waited for a flurry of questions about last night, but they did not come. I stood staring at her. Finally, my mind registered what she was saying. Feeding Maxine? The task seemed so out of place. She was worried about feeding the dog? I smiled. Despite how much the world changed around me, there was still Maxine the dog waiting to be fed. Tensions were higher than ever between my sister and I, but Maxine wouldn't change in her dependence or opinion of me. I wasn't losing everything. I wondered if perhaps things hadn't really changed that much around here. This house would always be my home. This family would always welcome me with open arms. I could tell Emily everything, and almost believe that everything would be okay.

I knew better.

I mustered a small smile. "Don't worry. I've got it," I spoke quietly, positively. "I'll be out in a bit." With that, I closed the door, hiding away. I couldn't stand looking at her. Contrition rose through me. I'm a coward.

About an hour later, I ventured into the living room. Dad had already gone to work, and Mom was vacuuming in her bedroom. Emily was standing by the counter, cereal bowl in one hand, spoon in the other. I ran my fingers through my hair, letting out a long yawn. The TV was blasting the afternoon news. My mother was probably trying to hear it over the noise of her vacuuming.
"...three grisly murders took place at a local apartment residence last night. No evidence of the killer has yet to be found. Police officers say..." My pulse sped up. I stared at the screen. It...Was....

"...Thirty-five year old Thomas Becker was among those killed. He is the husband of Julie Becker, and father of daughter, Kate...

"My husband...I know...he wasn't a perfect man...But he was a good man. He..." I turned the TV channel.

"Saturday morning cartoons," I smiled up at Emily.

((...I made you eat cereal. Is that okay?))

7000dominos

02-18-2007, 02:59 AM

((Ugh. No. Cereal. I HATE cereal.))

((Of course it's okay, it's your story. Besides, I made you have a dog....))

I heard, "Don't worry. I've got it," before the door closed in my face.

"Okay," I whispered, fighting tears. I headed silently back to my room, almost in a daze. My mind struggled with questions as I flitted about my room, putting shoes in the closet, hanging up a jacket, finding clothes for the day.

It must have been something I did, I thought. What could I have done to push him so far away? I couldn't think of anything. My fingers stroked the wall of the empty hallway as I headed to the bathroom we shared. They were pale green, painted by Eric and me last summer. Together. Had so much really changed since then? Were we getting that much older? Back then, he would have told me anything....right? Or was he changing then, too, I never noticed.

Or maybe it was me. Maybe I had changed, and he couldn't trust me any more. I didn't like that thought.

I had reached the bathroom by now. I reached out and touched the cool metal of the shower faucet, and twisted until I couldn't go any further. The room was filled with steam in minutes. The water burned my skin. It was nice.

~*~*~*~

By the time Eric came out, I was already eating, chewing slowly, my eyes caught by the story on the TV. Three murders....things like that were happening more and more these days. They were telling us not to go out at night by ourselves at school, and not to leave valuables in the car...Everything was changing. I was so entranced by the news, I didn't know Eric had come in until he turned the channel.

"Saturday morning cartoons," he explained meekly.

I nodded numbly, still feeling the ache of a door slammed in my face. Still feeling the wall between us.

Charmless_Anachronism

02-19-2007, 03:09 AM

I turned it to classic Looney tunes.

I really was a coward. I couldn't even face reality. I'd rather live in a perfect dream. I pulled my knees up to my chin. Oh, Bugs, you think you lend me some cunning, and get me out of this one? Maybe help me dig a hole big enough for me to hide in? I looked over at Emil; she didn't look back. I laughed at the cartoon in an attempt to lighten the mood of the room. It was awkward when it was just the two of us. I stared at the floor, admiring the exquisite lavender, and grey carpet combination.

"So, got any plans?" I stole a peek across the room towards the kitchen. I didn't even know what Emily did with her time anymore. We used to do things together, tolerating each other's friends. I didn't even know what my friends were up to anymore. I'd been avoiding them. I could ask her to go to the movies? "Maybe..." I began.

Then the phone rang.

"I've got it," I sprang up. The phone was situated on the corner wall that connected the hall and the kitchen. I reached for the cream-colored receiver.

"Hello. How did you get this numb...What? Okay...Why?" My eyes flitted back and forth. It was one of them. I sighed.

"See you," I hung up the phone, smiling. "That was Ben. He wants to do something later." I said looking at the white wall.

((I think I'll play another character since no one but us is posting....

^__^ I like golden retrievers though. It can be everyone's story. Anybody can...make part of the story or...you know what I mean. Sorry, horrible with speaking and...Yeah...Ya know...unless everyone else hates it or disagrees. So, tell me if you hate something I add. ))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-19-2007, 03:18 AM

((Gah! I'm sorry!! I accidentally deleted some subscriptions from my account and didn't remember...>.< I'll post tommorow. Right now I'm about to go to bed since it's late where I live...XD))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-19-2007, 05:22 AM

((It's okay. Thanks for joining.))

7000dominos

02-19-2007, 06:59 PM

I stared at the TV screen but I didn't see anything. The tension building in the room made it hard to see, to hear...to even breathe. I had to stop it. I had to get out. I had to-

The telephone rang, startling me from my revery. Eric leapt up to grab it first, though it was within arms length from me.

I frowned in suspicion. He looked....nervous as he talked. He avoided my eyes. When he hung up the phone, he told me it was one of his friends, Ben. I didn't believe him, but I didn't say anything either. I was tempted to invite myself, just to see if it really was Ben, but I knew he'd say no. And I didn't think I could handle that extra hurt just now. Wordlessly, with one long, hollow stare at his back, I stood and rinsed our cereal bowls in the sink. I set them on the counter, dripping wet, and waited to see what he would do.

((Okay. And no prob. I gotta another character.....just waiting.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-19-2007, 10:51 PM

Name: Megan

Age: The same age as Emily and Eric...?

Race: Human

Personality: Is usually calm, but can be fiesty sometimes.

Appearance: http://i118.photobucket.com/albums/o84/Lilith_Winters/girls179.jpg

Other: She is extremely strong and intelligent, and doesn't mind being independent when it is necessary.

Charmless_Anachronism

02-20-2007, 04:08 AM

((They're seventeen.))

I had the feeling that Emily was watching me. She wouldn't believe me; I didn't even believe me. I fidgeted with the phone cord, twisting over and over again between my index and thumb. I just wish I could go back...Another voice called out inside me, a darker side. I couldn't give it up because the truth was... I liked killing. I couldn't let Emily get too close, not anymore. I was ashamed, and not only that, I knew I wouldn't be able to protect her. Everything was different now. I was different. Sometimes, I would be fine, and others I didn't know what...I let my hand fall. I looked up at her, and smiled.

"I hear Mom calling. She probably needs help," I knew Emily would be searching for the truth now. I knew she could get close. Stay away, Emily. I looked back at her for a long time before walking away. Please...

______________
Rae stood outside the white house, watching from the shadows. She really loved to mess with Eric. Now, she knew where he lived. She stood, brushing twigs and pulling shrubbery out of her long black hair. They called her the "Chameleon." Sometimes, the job wasn't exactly perfect for keeping her beauty. Rae flipped open a mirror, checking her make-up. She straightened her navy jacket and grey plaid skirt as she trudged across taking wide, erroneous strides. In her eyes, she was graceful. She reached the cream door, extending her long finger and pressing hard against the door bell. She heard the chimes from within. How cute, she scoffed. The door opened. She was greeted by a girl. A tinge of jealousy seeped through here.

"Hi, I'm Camille, Eric's date," She smirked.

((I added a random character. I guess she's the girl from the beginning...I might not be able to post a lot this week and next week. I'm really busy with school, but I'll do my best.))

7000dominos

02-20-2007, 05:56 AM

((I like your sig.))

I nodded and grinned at him, though it didn't touch my eyes. I hadn't heard Mom at all. I knew now without that Eric was hiding something from me. And not something small, insignificant, either. I imagined him smoking in his room. The thought brought a smile to my lips. Somehow, that felt smaller than whatever Eric had gotten himself into. Whatever it was, I was going to get him out of it. He was my brother. I owed him that much.

Just then, the doorbell rang.

I got up quickly to get it, remembering Eric's earlier display of phone-answering.

There was a girl there. She was very pretty. I didn't recognize her at all, and I didn't like her much more.

Before I could speak, she said, "Hi, I'm Camille, Eric's date."

I stared at her for a second. Eric had been keeping more secrets then I thought. I tried to look polite. "Hi. I'm Emily. Eric's sister." I wanted answers. Why not start digging now? "Eric's date....for what?"

((Right...I have another char. I'll throw her in somewhere....))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-20-2007, 10:14 PM

((Umm...when can my charrie come in...?))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-21-2007, 04:38 AM

((Thanks

maybe come to the house...or....maybe when they leave...if they do...then could make an appearance then...Whatever. Sorry, I can't post a reply tonight...It's really late, and I really need to get to bed. I will tomorrow though. Night.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-21-2007, 09:42 PM

((Oh, okay. Thank you! ^_^))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-21-2007, 10:14 PM

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-21-2007, 10:20 PM

((M'kay! I love your writing style, by the way. XD I guess my charrie will be at the party. Although, do I make a character to be her date, or what...? I want her to be paired up later on, of course. I'm a hopeless romantic sometimes, lol! ;] ))

7000dominos

02-22-2007, 12:04 AM

((No problems. I meant whatever as in whatever is fine. I hate that word in certain context...))

Rae let herself in, nonchalantly sliding past Emily as if it were her every right. She held her hand behind her back, wandering over to the couch. The fact she was his sister didn't relieve her. Rae was jealous of most other girls, finding something they had that she wanted.

"Oh you know...Just a little party...You weren't invited? Oh, too bad I guess," She shrugged, moving towards a family portrait.

"Oh my! I didn't know Eric had a brother." Rae giggled, looking over at Emily. "My bad...You look so boyish in this picture. Where is your brother anyway?" She scanned the room, searching for anyone else. She moseyed over to the fridge. She reached for a soda gulping it down.

"So, is it just you and your brother? How old are you anyway? Thirteen?" Rae loved messing with people.

((Cr-aap. I should be doing homework....))

I scowled as this other girl--Camille...Eric's girlfriend--sidled into my house uninvited. She brought an uncomfortable anxiety with her. No, I decided, I didn't like her one bit. And I didn't want her near my brother.

'Party?' I thought. 'What party? Eric never mentioned a party...then again, he never mentioned a girl, either.' I was surprised by the slight hint of jealousy worming its way through me. I supressed it. I was being stupid. Eric was my brother. I had always come first. And I always would. No matter what changed, we would always be brother and sister.

I reassured myself of this fact a few times before speaking. "I was just heading out," I said, trying to sound nonchalant. I was failing. I sounded more like a ten year old who hadn't been invited to the popular girl's sleepover. "I can't go to his...party, anyway."

Scowling, I dug my nails into my palm at her 'boyish' comment. "I'm seventeen," I muttered through clenched teeth. "Eric is my brother. My twin brother." I couldn't help but grin at the look on her face. I had to elaborate. No way I was going to miss an opurtunity like this. "Yeah...so we've litterally been together our whole lives...and some! We've been best friends since we were little. We do everything together. Eric tells me everything." I was careful to make the last word stretch as I long as I could. It wasn't true anymore, but I wasn't ready to except that yet. "Well...everything important," I added, shrugging. "He never said anything about you....What was it again? Carol?"

I bit the inside of my cheek to hide my smile. Her expression was simply exquisite.

"Oh. And Eric's not here. I'm...going to meet him at the movies. Or weren't you invited? No? Oh, well. Too bad." I was going to far I knew, but suddenly feelings of sadness and remorse and anger were bubbling up inside of me, and I couldn't stop them...

~*~*~*~*

Lucy glanced briefly away from the road to grab her cellphone from her bag on the floor. As she did, her hand bumped the sniping rifle she always carried with her. She grinned and tucked it back into the bag.

"Hello?" she said brightly. "Oh, it's you...Yes, I know. I'm on my way there now...Yes, of course. Have I ever been caught without it?....I know what I have to do....Don't talk to me like I'm a child. I am not." Silence. A scowl. "Yessir....Yessir....Of course....I will check in again in 20:00 hours. 452 out." Lucy hung up the phone and threw it in the seat beside her, angrily tugging her bandana further over her ears. She would get him back somehow. Her plan would not fall through....

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-22-2007, 12:53 AM

((Wow. My real name is Carol. O_O;;; Lol))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-22-2007, 02:54 AM

((Thanks. I don't think they're actually going to end up going to a party...probably go somewhere to do with assassin group...or they could assassinate someone at a party...that way they could go to a party...))

Rae's eyes narrowed, staring hard at Emily. This girl was insulting her, and she didn't like it. Where does this little brat get the audacity to talk to me like that! Rae squeezed the aluminum can until it was nothing but a thin strip of metal.

"I doubt he would go to the movies with his bratty sister over a date with me. Besides, I bet he's sick of you. I know I couldn't stand being around you," She crossed her arms, eyes flashing. "If he valued his life, he wouldn't blow me off!" She almost screamed these last words. She knew the girl was probably telling the truth, and it pissed her off. How dare he tell this little girl everything! She'd just have to kill her. She smiled. She began to advance towards her, making every step slow, and deliberate.

"Knowledge can be a terrible thing. That's why little big mouthed brats should learn to shut their stupid little...MOUTHS!"

Eric walked through the hallway entrance.
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I saw Rae moving towards Emily. My pulse quickened, my eyes widened.

"What's going here?" Panic rose through my body. What was she doing here?

7000dominos

02-23-2007, 02:29 AM

((Really?? My name is.....Well. It's not Carol. :D ))

The other girl's words stung like red-hot knives stabbing every exposed inch of my body. Tears sprang to my eyes in tiny pinpricks of humiliating agony. I was about to just leave, when Camille said something that caught my attention. I whipped around to look at her. If I was protecting Eric, it wouldn't matter whether I got hurt. It wouldn't matter what she said. I could say I was doing it for him.

"What do you mean?" I hissed. "'If he valued his life?' What do you mean by that? Who are you? You leave my brother alone!"

I don't know if she heard me or not. Because the expression on her face had changed. She was moving toward me almost....menacingly. No. Very menacingly. For reasons I couldn't explain, my heart began to thud in my chest. It took every ounce of strength I had not to back away from her. But I didn't. I was too sure that she had something to do with my brother's new silence. Something bad. I glared back at her with eyes cold as stone.

Then Eric walked in. I didn't want him there. I didn't want him anywhere near her. "Who. Is she?" I said, without looking at him. I couldn't trust myself to take me eyes off "Camille" for one second.

~*~*~*~*~

Lucy hummed to herself as she rounded the corner. She rather liked this neighborhood. It was nice...quaint. Very homey. She would have to consider this place to live after she followed through with her Plan.

She started glancing out the window at the house numbers. She ought to be getting close. 497....501....505...50-...Lucy stepped on the brakes hard.

"Rae?" she mummbled to herself. Yes, the car parked at the corner ((sorry....you got a car now)) was definately Rae's. No one else was nearly so...boisterous on the road. But what was she doing here? The party was supposed to be a block away, and they had been instructed to be in and out as quickly as possible, including mingling time to avoid suspicion. "What is she doing here? Oh. Must be that new boy." Lucy giggled and sighed. She was sure that Rae was interested in more than just training him. "Oh well. She can learn the hard way not to get attached."

She pulled up behind Rae's car and honked. Either way, it was time to go.

Charmless_Anachronism

02-23-2007, 02:36 AM

((Woo! Make it a Ferrari! I don't really know much about cars...PARTY woo....

Anyway...sorry, but I'm only here for a brief post and then I'm out. I just got home from school thirty minutes ago, and I still have a ton of homework to get done. Then, I am out of town until seven tomorrow. So, I'll post Saturday. Sorry, again.))

7000dominos

02-23-2007, 02:43 AM

((No worries.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-24-2007, 09:25 PM

((I agree with your avatar, 7000dominos!! :D))

Charmless_Anachronism

02-26-2007, 03:00 AM

((I didn't get home Saturday. We were going about 20 miles per hour from one side of the state to the other due to storms. I had to stay at my Grandma's until today. So, sorry...))
-Eric's point of view...-

Rae spun around, a faux tenderness in her eyes, a smirk on her lips.

"Hey, sweet cheeks. You're little sister here said you weren't around." She rushed over to me throwing her arms around me neck. She went in for a kiss, open-mouthed.

"Hey...This is my girlfriend," I said pushing Rae away. I didn't know what she thought she was doing. A slow anger began to creep its way up. I glared at Rae, flashing a warning. "What were you two talking about?"

"You know the party...She wasn't included on the invitation list, I'm afraid," She clasped her hand around mine, squeezing. I squeezed back with a strength matching the intensity of my anger. I felt her wince.

Was she talking about what I thought? I felt my face go hot. Shut up, Rae!
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Rae heard the honking. She was almost surprised Eric didn't.

"Oh my...Looks like it's time to go. We'll be going now," Rae, Eric's hand in hers, pulled him forward with a jerk.

7000dominos

02-26-2007, 05:25 AM

I stood stiffly watching that girl kiss Eric. KISS my brother. My hends clenched into fists by my sides. I couldn't move or speak. I could barely breathe. Angry tears filled my eyes. I couldn't even blink them away.

A horn honked somewhere out on the street. It broke my trance--I jumped. Camille dragged Eric toward the door. I stepped forward, feeling like I was about to lose Eric forever.

"Eric, wait, please..." I started, unsure of what to say. I stared at him, willing him to read the expression in my eyes, willing him to hear everything I wanted to say but couldn't.

~*~*~*~*~*~

Lucy honked again impatiently, wondering how much faster Rae would be out if she rammed her hot pink Ferrari.

"C'mon, Rae. Everyone else is waiting..."

<Lilith.:.Winters>

02-26-2007, 09:49 PM

((I'll let my character make her first appearance if you two don't mind...she's at the party. ^^;; ))

*!♥!* Megan's Point Of View *!♥!*

I breathed in.

The room was crowded and I could almost taste the the smell of wine that mananged to somehow linger in the air. Of cousre, there was also beer, spiked punch, and other alcoholic beverages for that matter. I sighed inaudibly.

Why had I decided to come?

"Megaaaan!!!!" A shrilly voice giggled and called out to me.

...Oh. That was why.

The owner of the girlish (and tipsy) voice came down a hallway and abruptly put a hand around my shoulder. She had straight hair up to her hips, very much like mine, only hers was blond, whereas my hair was light brown. Her eyes were identical to mine, a nice turquoise, only hers were a couple of shades darker.

Although, for being cousins, we could have been mistaken for sisters.

She had invited me to her party, and I suppose I was too polite to decline right away. Oh well.

I stood straight and calm, even after she introduced me to her 'friends'. They giggled and even hugged me; the 'boys' found me attractive, much to my disdain. They made little sly remarks and flirted for a while. I didn't even blush--they were too superficial.

After a while, they finally gave up and moved over to where my cousin and friends were.

I was relieved. Hopefully it would be that way for the rest of the night.

Then again, maybe not.

Charmless_Anachronism

02-27-2007, 03:48 AM

I believe there is one defining moment in everyone's life. I believe people can change, sure, but there is always something...You can trace everything to that one moment.

I couldn't look her in the face. I knew, she was begging me not to go. I knew if I walked out the door now, there was no going back. I stopped, time stopped. I slowly lifted my head, my blue eyes meeting hers. I don't know if I should be sorry, but I didn't need to think about it. Remorse danced through my mind. I hoped she wouldn't see the regret, or how pathetic I really was.

The cloudy day my two worlds collided, a horn belting in the distance, I walked out the door.

And, I didn't look back.
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Rae burst through the door, triumphant. Eric followed suit, spotting Rae's vehicle.

"What is exactly going on?" He asked in a rough whisper.

"A job. What else? It's actually not too far from here. We'll talk later. You're stupid little sister might be listening in," It was funny how much Rae had changed in such a short period. Seconds ago she had been flirtatious, monstrous. Now, she was professional, and didn't seem to care what Eric though.

"Let's go, rookie...Have you been introduced to Lucy?" Then, Rae was a different person. She was a little older, around nineteen. Her hair was cropped shorter, Aubrey Hepburn style. Rae was called the chameleon because she could blend into any crowd. In all honesty, no one actually knew what she looked like, or even if she was truly female.

"Let's party!" She whooped, approaching Lucy's car.

7000dominos

02-27-2007, 06:07 AM

I stood there for God only knows how long, staring at the door, hoping for....something. I wasn't sure what. That Eric would walk away from Camille, that he would come back and tell me what was going on and everything would be like it was. But he didn't. And he wouldn't, I knew. Not without my help. I turned slowly, painfully from there door. I wanted to cry. There was a sadness, a sort of agnst-like pressure building up inside of me. But I coudn't cry. Stiffly, without thinking, as if in a dream, I went straight to my room and sat in front of my computer. I wasn't sure what had changed, but somehow I knew now without a doubt: Eric was in trouble, and I had to save him. By myself. Maybe I was scared. I was hurting too much to tell. But fear didn't matter now. Saving my brother did. I had to save him if I wanted things to go back to normal.

And I did. Oh, so badly, I did.

~*~*~*~*~*~*

Lucy grinned as Rae and the new kid came out from the house. She could see why Rae liked him. He was cute....or at least he would have been if he didn't look so....depressed. She hoped he got over whatever was bugging him. He'd need all his wits about him for this job.

She rolled down her window as Rae approached.

"Took you long enough," she muttered. "Where have you been? We're running late."

She gave the other kid a once over. She couldn't tell what was so special about him, but in a few weeks, it wouldn't concern her anyway. He was cute, though. Maybe she'd have time for a boyfriend after she got out....

Charmless_Anachronism

03-02-2007, 02:10 AM

Rae smirked leaning on Lucy's door.

"I was just making a short visit. We'll just be fashionably late." Rae ran her finger through her now auburn hair. "I'm going to go on. You take the rookie," She pushed herself from the car, wiping her hands on her skirt.

"See you there, lover." She winked at Eric, blowing him a kiss. She walked away, leaving them alone in awkward silence.
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I just sort of stood there, looking at her. I didn't really interact with a lot of people in the group, and in turn a lot of them didn't bother with me. I'd seen her before. Probably been on a job with her before, but we'd never exchanged "pleasantries." The only person I'd gotten to know was Rae. Most of the assassins seemed to keep to themselves. I knew they talked. Everyone talked. They probably talked about me, whispering in the shadows. I wouldn't call themselves one of them just yet, and they wouldn't even bother to call me by name. The silence stretched on. I didn't know whether or not to just opened the door, or wait for some sign.

I sighed. Smiling, I opened the door.

"Hi. I'm Eric. So, what's going on?"

((Sorry for the shortness, and for not posting in a while.))

7000dominos

03-02-2007, 04:20 AM

Lucy sighed and muttered something under her breath, rolling her eyes at Rae's....well, just at Rae.

When she left, the new kid stood awkwardly on the curb, staring at me. She stared back. She could do this all day....almost. Finally, he opened the door and introduced myself. She hardly listening, starting the car and pulling into the street.

"Lucy," she said, glancing at him. "You really are cute, you know." Before he could reply, she followed up with, "Anyway, you know what you're doing?"

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I sat staring blankly at the search engine I'd drawn up. The fire I'd felt only moments ago had faded and I was left with only numb pain and confusion. What did I do? Can Ask.com really help me with something like, 'My brother is in trouble with bad people....I think....and I need to help him. What do I do?' Somehow, I felt even the all powerful Jeeves couldn't help me out of this mess. I'd have to find the way myself.

Biting my lip, I decided I'd start with Eric's girlfriend. She seemed a seedy enough character. I wish I knew her last name....it didn't seem lucrative to type "Camille" into google. I surmised to start with the towns news archives. It wasn't such a big town....maybe I could....

I typed "Camille" into the search box, feeling doubtful already. I wasn't surpised when I came up with a few hundred results. But somehow I felt more hopeless.

((No worries. 'Sall good.))

Charmless_Anachronism

03-03-2007, 02:40 AM

I blushed. Lucy...so that was her name. I fildled with my jacket zipper, flipping it between my fingers.

"I just need the details," I paused, turning my eyes to the windshield. "What kind of kill?" I could already see our destination. Cars lined the street to my left. The line ended at a single, white two-story house. I could already hear the music. The beat of the pulsating music ran up my spine and flowed down into my legs. The repetive rhythm stirred in me an adrenaline I'd been holding back until now. I could hear my heart racing , a new sensation began to creep up inside, a feeling I tried my hardest to surpress. It engulfed my humility, swallowing up the stammering idiot. Fear rose with the feeling. The fine line between human and monster faded.

"Let's go," I looked to Lucy, checking for her approval.

7000dominos

03-03-2007, 06:39 AM

"Kidnapping, first," answered Lucy simply, flatly. "We've spiked the punch," she added with a grin, feeling witty at the use of the jaded cliche. She glanced sideways at the new kid. He looked...funny. She recognized the look instantly. "Nervous?" she asked, without waiting for an answer. "Be my guest. Dive right in. The adrenaline gives you momentum."

~*~*~*~*~

I pulled the heavy hood of my windbreaker over my head, pushing my hair behind my ears. The other girl's car stopped at a big white house. I could feel the bass from the music inside in the bottoms of my feet. I wouldn't go inside--I was no party crasher. Besides, that would be too obvious. I just wanted to know a little bit more about the monster my brother called a girl....friend.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-04-2007, 05:11 AM

I shuffled through the large crowd to sit on a couch way in the corner of the large living room. Luckily, people were too busy talking dancing and drinking to even sit down or relax. Figures.

I waited, tapping my fingers on the black leather arm of the couch. Hopefully the party would end soon. She wished that she hadn't promised her 'cousin' to stay for the entire party.

Charmless_Anachronism

03-05-2007, 02:50 AM

I sighed, stepping out of the car. The wind was still, you could hear...the world. A night owl rustled its wings watching a field mouse, waiting silently. Drunken teenagers pushed upon each other in what they called "dancing." A girl nervously tapped on the arm of couch, breathing heavily. A few blocks away light footsteps tread nearer and nearer. I turned to look into the darkness of the sidewalk shrouded by Oaks. Nothing, but perhaps a late party goer.

"Who's the "birthday boy" anyway?" I smiled at Lucy having a friendly little "chat." I started toward the door, moving uneasily. Someone was out there. I let my uneasiness slide. Perhaps Lucy was right, and I was just nervous. We were to the door, my hand wrapped around the cool metal.

"There's...someone out there," I whispered to Lucy. "What should we do?" The words fell quietly into the night.

Suddenly the door burst open, I jumped back. It was only a drunkard teen stumbling out towards their blue sedan.

((...I do not even know what a sedan looks like...I KNOW NOTHING OF CARS...So, I'm sorry. If they're not blue.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-05-2007, 11:31 PM

I glanced out of the window at the newcomers who were about to come in through the door. I noticed that they weren't exactly eager-looking to get drunk. Iiinteresting! I felt the corners of my mouth curving a little.

Maybe the evening would look up?

I reprimanded myself. Don't be silly. I can't possibly hope for the best. I closed my eyes, glad for being in the corner of the room in a comfy unnoccupied couch (except for myself of course).

7000dominos

03-07-2007, 05:01 AM

((I'm not much of a car person, either....but I think sedans can be blue. :D :D ))

((p.s. SORRY! I've been busy and stuff....))

The music pulsed harder as I neared the big, bustling house. It pressed against the soles and balls of my feet, willing me to turn and run as fast as the music could pushed me. I ignored it, creeping forward, pushing back.

Suddenly, I saw Eric turn around far ahead and ducked behind the neighbor's fence. Had I been breathing that loudly? Unlikely. The other girl hadn't even flinched. I smiled, depsite myself. Maybe it was a reminder. Maybe it was a hint at some last vestige of connection between us. Maybe he still knew when I was around. It was that weird twin-telekenisis. No one else believed us, and we couldn't explain it, but he knew. Maybe he COULD hear me, hear the tenor of my frazzled emotions, but that was okay. It gave me hope, and I crept closer as Eric walked inside, trying to peer through the window from behind a bush.

~*~*~*~*~

Lucy stood aside as the drunken idiot in front of her stumbled out the door. She watched his eyes roam, and clenched her teeth, but decided to ignore it. She'd be doing plenty tonight as it were. She grabbed the new kids elbow and guided him into the crowded house. Leaning close to his ear, she whispered, "The one in the blue....He's all over that chick now." Lucy grinned. "She's one of ours." She looked at him. "What? Look, rookie, you see these ears? Well, no, of course not, I've got this thing on, but they're there, trust me. I've been hearing things that no one else has heard...all my life. If there was someone out there--someone that we needed to worry about, mind you. This is a crowded street--I would know it. I guarantee you, there is no one out there worth worrying about."

After this, she gave Eric a long, hard, meaningful look (that may or may not have meant anything to her), then turned away. As she started toward the girl on the couch, another one of their motley crew, another drunken teenage boy fell upon her.

"Hey, babe," he said, his words slurred, his breath reeking of beer. "You wan' ge' ou' here?"

Lucy crushed the pressure points in his foot so fast, she was over at the couch before he hit the ground.

"Hey," she said casually. "Geez, we got here late, huh?" She laughed, keeping within the 'code'. "Everyone else'll be out cold in a few minutes. Then what'll we do?" It would sound like an ordinary ((-ish)), albeit strange, conversation to anyone else. But Lucy knew better.

((See? It's long to make up for my abscence.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-07-2007, 12:32 PM

Charmless_Anachronism

03-08-2007, 03:03 AM

((....It's okies....I am confused. Is it the guy in the blue shirt their after...? Sorry...I'm really tired...))

I drifted to the corners of the house. I still didn't quite understand what was going on. I never actually learned the "code." I've just sort of been winging it. I watched Lucy chatting with the girl on the couch. So, we had to make a move on this blue boy...I wonder why someone would pay to assassinate someone like him anyway. He was probably drinking himself into an earlier grave anyway. So, I was being judgemental. Something...just didn't feel right. I cast another glance outside the window. I was in the kitchen now. Cups decorating the surface of the counter. The room seemed sticky. A boy had passed out on the floor near the sink. It was a big mess. I picked up a glass, smelling the brownish liquid inside. I tipped the glass up. Here goes. My eyes widened. Need water...Did someone pee in that cup? My stomach churned, but I knew it wasn't from the liquid. I was nervous. I knew all I was doing was trying to divert myself from what I knew was coming. I grimaced. Nothing seemed right, not at all.

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Rae eyed the people with disgust. She didn't want them to even dare breath on her. She noticed the others scattered about in the crowd. She saw Lucy. Rae glided over to the stereo. This party need to be shut down...

Rae started to dance, smiling and winking at boys near her. She just had to wait for the signal.

((sorry for the sucky writing...))

7000dominos

03-08-2007, 05:48 AM

Lucy glanced around the room. Kids were beginning to drop like flies. Maybe if any of them had been sober, they would have noticed that over fifty percent of the people in the room were unconscious. The number was growing by the minutes. The concentration of their own kind still on their feet was increasing exponentially. Lucy checked her watch. It was time. Well past time. The one or two kids still stumbling around in a drunken, not quite frantic haze could be dealt with later.

She checked for the newbie. Where was he? No time. He'd have to know his part, some time or another. Lucy stole another glance at her watch, then looked across the room to meet Rae's eyes. Without blinking, she nodded almost imperceptibly.

The signal.

As of now they had four minutes and 58 seconds to be out of the house, leaving one less person alive. At least.

~*~*~*~*~

I kept seeing shadows moving past the window. I kept wishing, hoping, imagining that every one of them was Eric, that he would turn and see me, and run out of that foreboding place and we could go home. The wind rustled eerily through the bare trees. The podded seeds on the dry branches shook like tiny rattles. I shivered.

Maybe I should just go-

Just then, the lights from the house shut off....a second later I heard a scream.

My stomach clenched. The ground swam before me. Not Eric, I thought. Oh, PLEASE, God, not Eric....

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-08-2007, 11:50 AM

((Quick question: What is my character going to be in this story? Sorry, it's just that things are pretty unclear to me right now...>.<;; ))

I blinked. What the--?

The lights had gone out, leaving the inside of the house completely black. I tried not to make noise, but sadly, being spunky doesn't help in situations like these.

"Hello?" I whispered in the unnerving silence.

That is, untill I heard someone scream.

I sprinted across the hallway, trying to find someone-anyone-to clear up this confusion.

And of course, I wanted to leave. Badly.

Charmless_Anachronism

03-11-2007, 04:54 AM

((...Sorry, I haven't posted. I've been busy. ))

I krept along the darkened house, stumbling over fallen teenagers. There were figures moving in the darkness, but it was hard to tell who was who. Then, I heard the scream. Was I supposed to be somewhere? Was I supposed to...? I jolted up, dodging the bodies with ease. Fear of failure ran a cold hand down my spine. I leant on the wall for leverage, attempting to discern the target from the shadowed figures. BAM! I stumbled to the ground. My back hit against the wall. I'd been running, watching the floor, but not for standing figures. I stared up, half-expecting to see Lucy glaring down at me. It wasn't. It was a girl, the one from the couch. I could see the bewilderment on her face, and fear? I sprang up. She was there, in the dark. She had to know something was amiss in the darkness. She knew too much...I had to kill her. I stared at her, reaching. Before she could make a move, I covered her mouth with one hand, holding her arm back with the other.
"Don't scream," I whispered in her ear. My hold on her arm tightened. My breaths becoming shorter. I had to kill. It had to be now. A wildness inside urged me forward, the inhumaness inside me. It was right. It was natural. The animal inside was taking control. I was letting it. Her skin was soft, easily broken. I could already taste the sweet warmth of her blood on my lips. I leaned forward, edging closure. Her face...so familiar. I couldn't. I lessened my grip.
"You remind me of my sister," I spoke quietly in the darkness.
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Rae welcomed the darkness, easily blending into the shadows. The death would be a quick one. She spotted Lucy, edging against the wall, she neared her.

"Where's the target...and rookie?" Rae asked, searching the figures around her, spotting the other assassins.

((...The guy in the blue...target, right?...Sorry...))

7000dominos

03-11-2007, 09:37 PM

((Yup. An no worries, me too.))

"In the bathroom, half conscious and huddled over the toilet, last I checked," answered Lucy dryly. Her heart thudded loudly in her chest, her eyes were bright with adrenaline and anticpation. It wasn't that she enjoyed the killing--she never really had. But after being exposed to murder for all of thirteen years, after being taught to kill at the age of four, it didn't seem to matter anymore. But she still wanted out. If not for moral reasons, just because she wanted to lead her own life. How jealous she was of the new kid! Hor foolish he was to get into this. She wondered what it was like to have a family, a sister that loved him....His sister! A plan sprang instantly to her mind, but Rae's second question pushed it away. For the moment.

"I dunno....he was in the kitchen, I think." It irked her that she had lost him. Then again, they hadn't taken him in for just anything. "You really think he's ready?" she whispered, running her hand along her rib cage to find her gun, just in case.

~*~*~*~*~*~

I'll never know how long I stood out there, shivering in the cold night air, watching my breath puff out in misty white coulds in front of my face. Maybe I liked the slight veil of protection they offered from that horrible house, and whatever it held. I clenched my hands into fists, willing my brother to come out. At that point, I didn't care if he told me he never wanted to see me again, if he punched me in the gut, if he pushed me down and spat in my face. At that point, I would have given up anything and everything to see him unharmed. I had an uncomfortable feeling in the pit of my stomach that something terrible had happened. Or would happen.

My throat went dry.

At this thought, I forced myself up the stairs, telling myself that my own safety didn't matter any more. With a trembling hand, I reached out to grasp the doorknob, cold as ice. The door didn't make a sound as it swung open. I almost wished it had.

"Eric?" I whispered. My voice sounded small, weak, frightened. That would not do. I swallowed and said again, "Eric? Are you in here? Mom--Mom said..." I trailed off. Where was he?

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-12-2007, 02:12 PM

Charmless_Anachronism

03-15-2007, 03:56 AM

((Sorry guys...I've got Tennis, Speech, school work, and theatre all the time...I got home today at 10:20. Soo..yeah...Sorry..))

I held my hand against her lips, her voice dying away.
"Don't talk," I said, nudging her forward. I still held her arm, lighter. With her arm in my hand, I guided her forward, keeping her in front of me.
"Walk, and you'll be fine," I didn't know where I was stumbling to in the darkness. What should I do about the girl...? Hide her? Then, I heard it. I didn't know where it was coming from, but it was unmistakable. I could hear the voice, the one that had been softly running through my mind all night. It called to me...Eric...

Emily! It was Emily. I looked to the girl in front of me as i guided her through a doorway. What did this look like...? Wait...No Emily...Don't talk!They'll find you before I can. I pulled the girl with me, searching for the darkness. I forgot about everything else. I had to get to her. I could smell the scent of her perfume. I let it guide me, pushing past chairs and stumbling through halls. I was almost there. Just...

Lucy and Rae stood just in front of me.
_________________________________________

"Who paid for this job? Seriously, piece of cake." Rae slipped on black fingerless gloves, constantly changing her appearance.

Rae smirked.
"No doubt. I taught him myself," She paused for a moment. "He does have the capabilities, but something holds him back...I met her today. Quite sweet really," Rae sounded uncertain, a rarety.

"Ma..." Rae stopped, a grin spreading across her face. "I think we have a guest."

((going on an overnight...won't be around friday or saturday...maybe saturday night..maybe))

7000dominos

03-15-2007, 04:15 AM

((I just got back from rehearsal....So no worries.))

Lucy smirked in the darkness. "Almost too easy," she said, pushing the sudden, unexpected uneasiness away. "What? He got a girlfriend or something? We can take care of her if we need to..." Ugh! What was this feeling? Guilt? No. Impossible. She'd never heard of the word.

Lucy had yanked her bandana off, and her ears twitched in the direction of the sound. "Ah," she said. "She's holding him back, yes? Well, we really should do-" The words caught in her throat. She rested her hand on her revolver in a sudden panic. The cold, unwelcoming metal was strangely soothing as the girl's voice probed the darkness again.

She turned to head toward the sound, but she met Eric first. He was towing a girl with him. The vicinity of her voice told me that the disembodied one was not hers. There was another girl in the house.

"What are you doing?" Lcy hissed, knowing if she didn't do it, she might never do it again. "If she's awake, KILL HER. And find the other girl while you're at it. We have three minutes left."

~*~*~*~*~*~

I heard footsteps in the darkness. My heart pounded faster, drowning out the pairs of feet moving about the room. I only cared about one right now. I crept through the darkness, willing Eric to come to me, terrified that he was hurt. Something inside me told me to be quiet.

I ignored it. I was no kitten. Not for them.

"Eric? Eric, please. Are you okay? Where are y-"

A hand wrapped around my throat, another around my wrist. Someone yanked up firmly. My scream was muffled by the hand. Tears leapt to my eyes, and I couldn't wipe them away. My other hand was crushed between my body and my attackers. I scowled. No. I wanted my brother. They wouldn't take him from me. I lifted my foot to crush the foot of whoever held me--and froze as a menacing voice whispered in my ear. "Move, and will kill him."

I stopped, hoping it was a bluff, glad that there was still someone to threaten.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-15-2007, 05:57 PM

For once in my life I was at a loss for words.

I intook a deep breath, but found myself almost unable to breathe.

"Ah..." I felt the light grib on my arm tense, almost in surprise.

'What's going to happen now....?'

Charmless_Anachronism

03-19-2007, 04:14 AM

((Hi. I collapsed on my bed Saturday night. I made it as a finalist in Memorized Duo for qualifying for Nationals but ended up as the third alternate. My sister won dramatic interp. and is going to Kansas for Nationals. Pretty sweet. Thought I'd share my happiness for her...Yay.))

I didn't hesitate. I tugged the girl fiercely behind me, in search of Emily. I heard the voice call again, cut short. Time stopped. The air pressure pushed down upon me. Moving was like swimming through thick syrup. It was like moving in slow motion, but it was only the two of us, gliding through the darkness. Figures speeded past. Reaching Emily seemed unattainable. You'll be too late...I tried to follow her scent. It was lost among the putrid smells of intelligence-decaying teenagers and beer. She was lost.

I could rely on it. The feeling I tried so hard to burry deep inside me. The monster. I knew if I let it in, I would lose control. Sweat trickled down my brow, dropping onto the cold wooden floor. My hand became slippery in the girl's grasp. Should I kill her...or just let her slip away...

My head seemed to split in two. A violent pounding wracked my brain. My surroundings blurred, tears swelling in my eyes. I couldn't hold it back...Time was running out. I only had about two more...

I let it happen.

Time seemed to speed back to normal. I scanned the room, and in one sweep, there she was, held tightly by figures. I grabbed the girl's hand violently, almost twisting the skin. I pushed her towards the scene, towards my sister.

Emily looked helpless. It was so strange to see her like that. It was warped, ironic. She was now stuck right in the world I'd tried so hard to protect her from. I nudged the girl forward, pushing her forward on her knees. I didn't care what happened to her anymore, whether she ran, or we killed her.

"Stay there," I whispered, staring apathetically into her eyes.

Despite the other assassin members, the girl on the floor, and the soon to be dead boy in the bathroom, it was just me and her. I didn't say anything to those who held, staring daggers at me. I stepped slowly forwards, only eyes for her. My greasy fingers enwrapped themselves with hers. I stayed in the shadows, so she couldn't see my face. I held my hand against her eyes, whispering.

"This is it. This is the end," I let go of her hand, and walked away. I walked to Lucy, took the gun from her.

A single gunshot echoed throughout the house, leaving silence in its wake.

"Thirty seconds to spare,"

7000dominos

03-19-2007, 05:37 AM

((Niiiice. Glad I checked here. I was just gonna shower and go to bed.))

((Anyway, I'm a little confused, but I'll try and use it my advantage.))

I flinched involuntarily at the sound of the gun shot. My eyes searched the darkness desperately for Eric, though my heart said something else.

He was gone from me. Gone forever, and there was nothing I could do. I might as well just leave, because he wasn't coming back. I could tell by his voice: it was different, final...angry. He was changed, and he wouldn't ever be my Eric, the Eric I knew again.

The feeling of desolation was crushing. It threatened to swallow me right there. I could feel the numbing chill crawling up my body, wrapping a cold hand around my heart. One finger....two...three....The hand threatened to fist entirely around my heart and crush is forever.

I couldn't let that happen.

I scowled and my heart expanded with anger. Anger, and detirmination. Stubborn detirmination and denial. My breathing became faster. Without hesitating I shoved my elbow back as far as I could into the fleshy abdomen of my captor. When he doubled over in pain and released me, I drove my palm upwards, into his nose, and crushed his right foot simultaneously. My anger fueled my strength.

The man landed in a heap next to me. I kicked him blindly for good measure. I could hear footsteps hurrying toward me, and I ran. It felt as though someone was ripping my heart out, but I ran. I would be back for Eric, and I would drag him kicking and screaming from this. I still wasn't sure what was going on, but I didn't care. I knew enough to know Eric shouldn't be involved in this.

I ran for the door: I'd left it cracked, and I could see light from the street pouring through the small space. I banged my calf on a low table, and hardly felt it. I reached the door in what seemed at eternity and put my hand on the knob to swing it open. It felt uncomfortably cool. Ignoring it, I turned and said to the dangerous darkness: "I'm coming back for him. I'm going to make you all sorry!" It was a poor sounding threat, I'm sure, what with my voice husky with anger and fear, but I meant it with every fiber of my being.

Later, I could never be sure whether the gunshot I heard next was real or my imagination. Either way, it's probably best that I kept running.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-19-2007, 05:19 PM

((Umm...did my character just die...? O_O))

I was tugged fiercely around, almost like a puppet. I was angey, and about to say something about it, but I found myself on the floor on my knees. I stared incredulously at the scene in front of me--a girl being held in place, involuntarily.

I saw the guy who moments before flung me on my knees to the floor, reach for a gun from another girl. I gasped, and my eyes widened.

...Then there was the gunshot.

Charmless_Anachronism

03-20-2007, 03:08 AM

((..err..sorry...being confusing...I can't stick around and write a lot...Just got on. Have to go to bed soon. Anyway...you didn't die...The target did...sorry guys...Post tomorrow. I don't have any late practices tomorrow...))

7000dominos

03-20-2007, 04:59 AM

((Awww, that would be so sad!))

"Rae, she's running!" said Lucy suddenly, her eyes flashing in the darkness. Meanwhile, she dragged the other girl up by her collar ((how cliche)) and held her close, twisting her arm up behind her back, and placing her other hand against the girl's throat.

"I don't need a gun to kill you," she breathed. "I'm feeling kind tonight, so I'll give you a choice."

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-20-2007, 12:36 PM

((Yupyup. >< But umm, she didn't. So yay...? ^^;; ))

I stared into the cold eyes of the woman who held a hand to my thoat and made my arm twist behind my back. I was tired of assasins, folks.

"I want to leave." I stared in defiance, fighting an urge to growl.

"...and go home..." ...Back to living alone...

"..To my family." ...to my empty apartment, where my cousin should be waiting to beat the hell out of me.

She was the girl who talked so pleasantly to me on the couch, I noticed.

Happy Days.

Charmless_Anachronism

03-21-2007, 03:04 AM

Blood stained the smooth turquois tiles of the bathroom a light pink. It crawled towards me, seeping through the cracks. The boy lied motionless on the ground, his body contorted. I held my hand to the blood, drawing circles. It stuck to my fingers, dripping. I lifted my hands to my lips, letting the cool liquid run down my throat.

I closed the door behind me. Lucy held a girl closely, threatening.

"I've erased our prescence in the bathroom," I paused for a moment, letting my voice die away. "We're out of time,"

"Ha. Let her go home to her family, and let her go tell the police. Grab her or kill her," Rae said, lifting her coat onto her shoulders.

"I'm done with this place," She flicked her hair, long and black now, behind her. She disappeared through the door.

I stood, staring at the two intertwined. A silent alarm seemd to go off, ringing through my head. It was distant, a voice pleading in my memories. My hand still traced with the boy's blood seemed alien.

"Here's you're gun," I handed it to her, knowing the power it held.

"What's going to happen now?" I whispered. The voice didn't seem my own.

7000dominos

03-21-2007, 04:15 AM

Lucy scowled at Rae's back, irriated at her willingness to just step in and out of her job. She wanted out! Lucy yanked the other girl's arm again.

"You're coming with us," she said. "You've lost your choice." She shoved the girl roughly over to Eric.

"There. A playmate. To replace the one that just ran from you," she added cruely, still angry at her trapp-ed ness.

She flicked the lights back on as she headed toward her car. The other kids were already starting to wake up. She didn't say a word. If the two rookies didn't follow her, it was their funeral.

She smiled at her pun.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-21-2007, 02:09 PM

I flinched as I was shoved roughly into the guy who had led me here.

Mumbling a costumary apology, I scooted away, wiping off the blood on my knees from small scrapes. I looked over to the silent man, all anger disappearing, instead being replaced a small curiousity and a little bit of sympathy.

"I think we have to go with them...," I said softely, standing up. "You seem to know the way. I'll follow."

Charmless_Anachronism

03-26-2007, 05:10 AM

((Sorry, I haven't posted. Speech State. It. was. AWFUL. Except they got to awards by 9 instead of the usual midnight so woo!))

I shrugged. Whatever happened next didn't seem to matter. It was over. I didn't say a word to the girl just started on my way. When we reached the door, I paused. A normal person would never get away with this. A normal person had to feel some sort of guilt right? Why...Why did I feel...?

Nothing.

I let the door hang open, and with that I was gone.

Well, we were gone...Almost.

"I think we lost them," I looked around, searching frantically for someone. I couldn't remember who's car was who's. I looked back at the girl

I couldn't take her home. Where could I...? I guess...I'd have to take her to "headquaters." Calling it that seems to give it a pleasant feeling. It was anything but that.

"I guess we'll have to walk to the subway," I started heading in a direction I hoped would lead us there.
______________________________________
Rae pulled out her cellphone dialing Lucy's number. She spoke quietly. It was true she was alone, but after a job everyone seemed to get quiet. Even heartless girl like Rae.

"So, what's your status? Everyone get out?" Rae pulled her car over on a curb, balancing her phone in one hand.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-26-2007, 05:07 PM

((Hiya! I barely had the time to RP--I'm glad I did here though, it's really fun to RP with both of you. I've noticed you two love to further twists in this story plot, no? Haha, I'm glad to talk to you guys again. ^^))

I walked after him, my mind entirely somewhere else. Almost in a daze, I couldn't help but feel the anxiety that clutched at my chest, and also my thoughts.

Feeling scrambled up and spit out, I stared at the sidewalk sullenly.

I glanced at the boy who led me. He seemed so..indifferent. As if empty, nothing but a shell.

I shivered.

So I was with a rookie assassin...making my way to more experienced assassins...

Wow. Tonight really showed itself to be incredibly spiteful. The gods must hate me.

7000dominos

03-28-2007, 05:57 AM

((Busy, tomorrow. Sorry!))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-28-2007, 09:59 PM

((Okies! No worries, I'll wait for Charmless Anachronism to post. ^^;; ))

Charmless_Anachronism

03-29-2007, 03:16 AM

7000dominos

03-29-2007, 04:21 AM

((It's okay.

And sorry. Postin' now.))

So, I had no idea where we were, but I could find it. All places eventually lead to the same place, right? Right?! Err...

Ask...Come on just ask... It was getting late. My parents would be up in a few hours.

"Soo...Did you know that kid?" I was going to ask about the subway. Really...I was.

Everything seemed a lot calmer now. The feeling was almost completely gone. Almost felt sorry for this girl, almost. It's just bad luck for her, and protacal for us. I cracked my knuckles, pulling my hands behind my head.

"What is your name anyway?" I didn't know what to do. I didn't think she deserved the cold shoulder. This could be the last time...she...

"Ya know, I'm really sorry this happened to you," I wouldn't look at her. I actually hadn't even looked at her once. I glanced up. She was young, too young.

"You go to school around here?" Maybe we went to school together. Now, I definently couldn't let her go. I sighed, stopping. Maybe I should...

Then I noticed the stairs.

"We made it." I smiled.

((^__^ Thank you for roleplaying with us! TWISTS ARE FUN! It fun visa versa! I have fun with you two...too..yeaaaah...same here. VISA VERSA..What are the origins of that?

My friend told me that little "All places lead to the same spot" thing...We were at this school and we got lost...So, she told me that...Then, after randomly walking around we got back to the point where we first got lost at...We didn't get anywhere. But it was hilarious.))

((Mmmm...random much? And Latin. I guess.))

"Yeah, we're clear." Lucy walked quickly through the brisk night air, going two blocks in the opposite direction (from Rae) to get to her car. It was important no one assumed she'd even been there...or together. "I'll meet you back at HQ." Without waiting for an answer, she clicked her phone shut, yanked off her sweatshirt and jeans to reveal different clothing and hopped in her car.

~*~*~*~*~

Sun poured in my window, and the light looked pink behind my eyelids. Pink. A soft, friendly, inviting color. A color that bespoke happiness, not blood and death and pain and loss. That was red. Wincing, I pulled the thin sheets over my face. Now the light was red. Gasping, I sat up. I suddenly felt strangled and claustrophobic. I needed to get out.

I swung my legs over the bed, checking the clock. Five o'clock...no school today. I didn't have to be up for at least another five hours. Pulling on my sneakers and sweats, I walked out of my room to find Max, deliberatly avoiding even looking at his room. Normally, I would have invited him. We enjoyed our summer morning runs. It was kind of a bonding thing, even though by the end (after several minutes of impromptu racing), we were too tired to speak. Now we weren't speaking for a different reason.

I shook my head and leashed Max. Running would help. It always did.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-30-2007, 12:17 AM

((It's okay.

And sorry. Postin' now.))

So, I had no idea where we were, but I could find it. All places eventually lead to the same place, right? Right?! Err...

Ask...Come on just ask... It was getting late. My parents would be up in a few hours.

"Soo...Did you know that kid?" I was going to ask about the subway. Really...I was.

Everything seemed a lot calmer now. The feeling was almost completely gone. Almost felt sorry for this girl, almost. It's just bad luck for her, and protacal for us. I cracked my knuckles, pulling my hands behind my head.

"What is your name anyway?" I didn't know what to do. I didn't think she deserved the cold shoulder. This could be the last time...she...

"Ya know, I'm really sorry this happened to you," I wouldn't look at her. I actually hadn't even looked at her once. I glanced up. She was young, too young.

"You go to school around here?" Maybe we went to school together. Now, I definently couldn't let her go. I sighed, stopping. Maybe I should...

Then I noticed the stairs.

"We made it." I smiled.

((^__^ Thank you for roleplaying with us! TWISTS ARE FUN! It fun visa versa! I have fun with you two...too..yeaaaah...same here. VISA VERSA..What are the origins of that?

My friend told me that little "All places lead to the same spot" thing...We were at this school and we got lost...So, she told me that...Then, after randomly walking around we got back to the point where we first got lost at...We didn't get anywhere. But it was hilarious.))

((Lmao! Would you believe me if I said that happened to me before?

Strange. ^^))

"Not really, Megan, I am too, Yes and for your last statement; Finally." I replied sarcastically, surprised at my tone of voice.

At a night like this, I found humor.

Sue me.

Now that I saw him more clearly, I can safely say he was around my age...although he did look a bit older. Perhaps it was because of what's happening to him.

If this continued, I would probably look older too.

I suppressed a shudder. "Well, I guess we have to move on, erm...?" I blinked. "What's your name?"

7000dominos

03-30-2007, 04:39 AM

I reached the mile turn off, where Eric and I usually turned around. My heart was pounding, my face was flushed. I hadn't run in a while. The turn off came up....and passed me. Max sped up when she realized we weren't turning back. My legs and lungs burned. I wanted to stop. But as long as I kept running, I didn't have to think about him.

This thought in mind, I pushed to run faster.

Charmless_Anachronism

03-30-2007, 05:29 AM

This girl didn't waste time, or...Megan didn't waste time. I started down the steps, edged on by her words of encouragement.

"My name is..." I stopped myself before I said anything further. I didn't know what would happen after this. A name could give her all the proof she needed.

"My name's Rick," It was close, yet far away. Didn't particularly like it.

I could already here the hum of the subway as we neared the bottom of the stairs. Then, I remember something...

I didn't have any money. This called for a brilliant plan...think of something brilliant! I saw the ticket counter, a woman closely studying her nails waited on the other side of the glass. A security guard leant against the edge of the wall. I kept walking.

"Err...I don't have any money. So, we're going to ride the subway for free," I whispered back to her, anxiety riveting through me. The guard would catch me. He'd hear on his radio about some kids from a party. Then, I would get arrested. Finally, they would toture me until I told them everything! Stop thinking that!

My eyes were wide, my fists clenched, but I had just to pretend everthing was fine. I looked completely suspicious. We were past the booth and guard. Now, we just had to push the lever to get through to the cars. I didn't hesitate. I climbed over, heaving one foot down on the lever. Pushing off that foot, I jumped to the outside landing with both feet planted firmly on the ground.

"So, can I give you a hand?" I reached out, willing to aid a boost.
______________________________________

Rae dropped her phone onto the passenger seat. She would meet Lucy, but not tonight and not at headquarters. She had other plans. Rae glanced into the mirror, checking her make-up. She reached over to her purse, pulling out a small change-purse. She zipped back the flowery contraption, digging. Moments later, she triaumphantly pulled out a red lipstick. She popped the top off, winding the end to the right. She applied it sleekly and quickly, a familiar procedure.

Rae was getting ready for a date.

She pulled the car out of drive, and started in the opposite direction.

((Probably (Latin). Heh..yeah...

Yeah. That is strange. And funny. We called our experience the Timless Loop of No Return. ^__^ Yay...no return...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

03-30-2007, 05:12 PM

((Lmao! Well I didn't name that particular experience. Then again, I almost forgot about it until you brought it back up.

What can I say? It was a little bit of my fault though. I have the worst memory along with the most horrid sense of direction. Cheers.))

"Sure." I took his hand to steady myself and I was able to make it where he was, thankfully without tripping.

Rick. The name didn't seem to suit him at all. Shrugging I looked back at him curiously.

"You know," I said sheepishly, patting my pocket. "I have money. you could have just asked...."

Sweatdropping, I almost laughed, but settled for an impish grin.

7000dominos

03-31-2007, 04:34 AM

After a while, my mind was so consumed with focusing on breathing, on not collapsing with exhaustion or pain, that I completely forgot Eric. Even Max was slowing down now. I had no idea how long I'd been running, but I was tired. Very tired. And yet it was so easy. So easy to focus on the physical pain.

Suddenly, my calf cramped badly. With a yelp, I fell to the ground, unable to keep running. Whimpering and panting, I curled into a ball, too far fromt he normal path to be found. My lungs were on the verge of exploding. Every msucle in my body was clenching painfully. I couldn't uncurl even if I wanted to. I felt Max over my head, licking my neck, whining with concern. I didn't move. I couldn't.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-01-2007, 05:15 AM

I really was a moron. I wonder what Emily would say if she were here.

Emily...

After this, could I go back home again? Did Emily know...No, she couldn't know.

I didn't say anything else to Megan. There was a silence that surrounded us, engulfing our voices. Below the quiet solitude, there was a storm building.

A feeling of deep forebording plagued my mind. Pain and desolation calling out in the stillness of morning. The threads of our self woven lies were slowly unraveling. In this web, connected events spanned across the city, the fire to the gasoline. A girl planned of revenge. Another of escape. All these voices were silent. Except for one. A whisper being swallowed by the hums of the subway cars. A lost voice...A voice I'd lost...

Something was terribly wrong.

I think that everything is connected. The events of today would be connected to the events of tomorrow. And, the people too. We're the flies caught in the web. Sometimes I think twins are connected by an invisible thread and if you give a strong enough mental tug you can pull the other along to share in your pain. And sometimes, I wish I could sever that thread.

I looked up at the sign overhead, labeling the train's destination.

"This is our car. Time to go," I stared at the open doors, the fluorescent lights welcoming in the darkness of the underground. Open doors like open arms.

((I hope that..somehow...made...a little sense. AND, I've only ridden on the subway like twice in my entire life sooo...sorry if that's off..OH and the lost voice is supposed to be Emily's voice...In case, I can clear any of my weirdness up

Yeah. I know the feeling. No one should ever give me a map or even mention directions and my name in the same sentence. X__X ))

7000dominos

04-01-2007, 05:44 AM

((I think you're good. :D ))

I half walked, half limped slowly back down the path. I suppose it took me a long time. I wasn't really aware. I was thinking. Thinking about something I'd hoped to forget, but something I knew I couldn't.

It was obvious Eric was stuck in a bad place. A dark place that he didn't want me to be part of. A place that he'd tried to protect me from, and a place that I'd pushed my way into, anyway. I almost smiled despite myself. How could he have expected me to stay away? He was one of my best friends. The farther he ran, the closer I got. How could he not know I would follow him, even if it almost killed me.

Almost killed me. The click of a gun be ****ed replayed in my head. I felt cold metal above my ear and shuddered. If Eric hadn't....I shuddered. I'd needed his help. And he needed mine. Eric needed out, and he couldn't get out by himself.

Detirmined and angry, I began to jog back home....and stopped two seconds later, wincing in pain.

Maybe later.

~*~*~*~

I reached home and collapsed on my bed with a bag of ice over my legs. "Just a minute," I told myself. "Then I'm getting to the bottom of this thing."

Of course, like everyone who promises to sleep for "a minute" I was still asleep when *Eric came home????* two hours later.

((Sorry. Is that where he's headed? Or back to the HQ place. Sorry!))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-01-2007, 06:16 AM

((I was going to HQ...but...hmm...^__^ I have an idea...weee...))

Opens arms...

I could feel the vibrations of lightning in the distance. Why hadn't I realized the best shelter from the pelting rain...is...

Home.

The car doors closed.

"Megan, I think we missed our ride." This moment was surreal. The moment when you step out from the darkness into the light. It can be hard to adjust to.

I turned around slowly, my surroundings sinking in, taking me away from the dream. The light is burning through me. The darkness, cool and reluctant, tugging me back. The first step is always the hardest...

"You're going to be okay. I'm going to take you...home," I am stepping onto the edge.

Catch me if I fall because I don't think I can do this on my own.

The steps seem easier as we climb back up towards the surface. The morning light of a new day seemed to have given birth to new energy. Birth to a new me.

The light stills burns.
_________________________________________

I turn the knob pushing lightly against the familiar door.

"Home sweet home" I whisper in the quiet house. Dad has gone to work and mom is probably out shopping. Emily...I could see a crack of light from her bedroom. She was in there.

The first step was always the hardest...

I started for the light, away from the dreariness of the unlit living room.

The...

I am pushing the door.

First...

I am falling into the light.

Step...

Catch me...

Admittance.

((^__^ Thankies. I really like your writing style! And, I like him going home..woo))

7000dominos

04-01-2007, 06:23 AM

((Me? Really? Well, thanks, but I'm justr trying to live up to you. I love you...it....You're great, either way! Everything is so frikken...deep! :D))

Click. There is was again. I jerked instinctively from my death...and woke up groaning. I would forever remember the time I ran....God only knows how many miles, then fell asleep without stretching.

Somewhat hunched over, I lurched toward my dresser and pulled out a simple summer dress--it was all I had the energy to pull on--and staggered toward the bathroom. Maybe a shower would loosen my tight muscles.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-01-2007, 07:02 AM

((Okay...better go to bed after this...O__o Or I might get in trouble...))

She didn't notice me.

I almost laughed. I was ready to tell her everything. She'd tried reaching out for me, for the truth, but all I'd done was blown her off. Now, when it came time for me to reach for her, I was unnoticed. Except, the sad difference was...hers was accidental.

"Emily," It was hard to push the word out. It was inaudible. I cleared my throat.

"Emily?" I said, stepping towards her. She was heading towards the bathroom, I was hidden in the corner between the door.

"We need to talk. I need..." I let my head fall down, my voice drop to a whisper, "...your help."

((Thank you! ^__^ I say that a lot. Anyway, YOU'RE KIDDING ME. I love how you always pay a lot of attention to details in your replies, especially the small stuff. The descriptions are always pretty too. Pssh, don't have anything to live up to. AH...NEED TO GO TO BED! Night...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-02-2007, 05:32 PM

((Hiya, I'm a bit lost...care to enlighten me anyone? ^^;; ))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-03-2007, 01:18 AM

((Sorry..I am confusing. Alright, they didn't go to headquarters. Instead, Eric took Megan to his house. So, Megan is in his house now..And yeah...So, he didn't take Megan to the assassins...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-03-2007, 03:51 AM

((Ah, alright. Thank you!))

I stood, waiting in a dark room which had both a tension and warmth that flooded my aura, and enveloped me in an odd type of welcoming.

Silently pacing in the room, I remembered each contour of the walls, pictures in frames, vase, table, chairs...

So this was home for 'Rick'?

I smiled despite of the oddness around me. The strange feel in the air...

And yet it felt at ease compared to the house we were in before.
I settled on a comfortable couch by the far wall, feeling out of place.

I waited, my shallow breaths the only sound in the dark room.

7000dominos

04-03-2007, 04:31 AM

((SERIOUSLY??? Omg, I LOVE you! If my replies are really that good, it's only because I'm trying to impress you. Except maybe the "detailed" thing. What you called "detailed" I call "waaaaay too much." I have issues with over writing. It's nice to see another side! Thank you! But you're so much better. Everything sounds so...naturally professional! I love reading it! It makes me feel all calm and stuff. You're so great!))

((Sorry I couldn't reply. My mom made me go to be, too. -_-))

((Anyway))

If I'd had the energy to jump, I would have. As it was, I just stared at him with a faintly surprised expression. Though the surprise didn't come from being startled--though I was. No. Seeing Eric was akin to seeing a stranger walk out of my own bedroom. He seemed so different and so remote, I couldn't even think of him as my brother. I wanted to. I wanted badly. I wanted to run to him, as sore and tired as I was, and hug him and feel him in my arms, a real, substantial version of the image I still held in my mind.

But I couldn't. Because he wasn't Eric. He was someone else.

"My help?" I asked, feeling confused. The feeling was alien and unwelcome. "You want my help? I...what?" I shook my head. I suddenly felt very tired. I wanted to go back to bed....Focus! said the part of me still clinging to the old Eric. This is your chance to get him back! "Eric, what?" I said, feeling stronger. "What's wrong with you? Please, tell me. I can help. I will!"

I was holding my breath as I waited for his reply, terrified that if I exhaled he would float away forever.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-04-2007, 03:32 AM

((Thank you again...AND SERIOUSLY. O_O YOU'RE LAST REPLY WAS LIKE..UBER PRETTY and flowy. So, quiet you! God, I sound like my friend Danielle. She's always telling me to be quiet when I am saying how much I don't like something I did. We could probably go forever with this. Just agree that both are awesome...And yours seem more professional than I could ever be...OKAY, STOP IT, ME..STOP IT! ))

I was losing the words. I had rehearsed this moment in my mind. Moments before an assignment, the same scene always played over in my mind. A scene I'd restricted only to the realm of my imagination. A scene I knew could never come to birth. Now, I'd let my dreams run away with me and there was no turning back.

The completeness of Emily's intent stare shot a hole through me. I felt hollow in the heart, memories falling through the bullet hole. In Emily's eyes, I saw a desolated world falling to pieces, a world we'd created. I'd ripped it apart, created a new world and built a boundary. The worst of all was the sign of unfamiliarity in her eyes. I'd pushed her away. That's right...I pushed her away.

I hadn't even noticed when she needed me, when she was dangling over the edge. I'd let her fall.

The realization, the guilt stole my voice away. I had to make a move. She was so willing to help me. She'd always been there. I didn't even notice.

I wanted to protect her. I wanted to save her from this. All I did was excel the inevitable. I felt the cool caress of water gracefully sliding down my cheek. The tears came fast and frequent.

My entire body seemed to sink, my legs falling the floor, my face falling into my hands. The truth was pushing my down, pushing its way out.

The words...

"I'm...sorry," I wanted to close my eyes, and replay the imagined scene.

"I've done something horrible..." The one thing I wanted to bury inside breaking its way through.

"I'm a monster,"

came.

((Lilith...I just wanted to tell you...TOTALLY NOT IGNORING YOU! I'm sorry...Haven't really interacted...I promise we will...I just didn't want to leave you out...It will definently get back to that...Sorry...))

7000dominos

04-05-2007, 04:14 AM

((Yeah, we really could....I'll stop right after this.))

((Well, maybe, but only cuz I'm all self-concious now. Do you not read your posts or something? Honest! Everything is just so....real. You're uber nifty!))

((And nuh-uh. Okay, I'm done.))

I didn't realize I was shaking until I knelt beside him. I didn't realize I was crying until I heard my own voice. Panicked. Afraid. Afraid for him.

"Stop it! Eric, stop it! No you're not. You're fine! I promise. I'm gonna help you, okay? This isn't your fault. This is theirs. You have to tell me, Eric. You have to tell me everything. I can get you out. I will, okay! I will! I'll...I'll-" I stopped, realizing I was in hysterics. I had been about to say, "I'll kill them if I have to." But I couldn't do that. How could anyone do something like that?

I closed my eyes and took several deep breaths. Eric needed me now. I had to be strong. I bit my lip and tried to stop shaking.

It didn't work so great.

Slowly, shakily, I said, "Eric, listen. I'm gonna help you, okay? Please don't be scared. You're my brother. I won't let anything happen to you. But you have to tell me. You have to trust me." Trust. Remember? I added silently.

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-05-2007, 03:45 PM

((Lilith...I just wanted to tell you...TOTALLY NOT IGNORING YOU! I'm sorry...Haven't really interacted...I promise we will...I just didn't want to leave you out...It will definently get back to that...Sorry...))

((Oh really, I'm patient! I didn't even think you two were ignoring me, really. ^^;; Don't worry about it, you two write beautifully. I enjoy reading both yours and 7000dominos' posts!))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-06-2007, 04:54 AM

I looked up, staring into Emily's eyes, losing myself in her world, her words. Meaningful and hopeful, her voice rang through my ears.

The truth...Was she ready for the truth? Was I ready for the truth? I wanted to give into her pleas.

"The truth is..." I began in softly, choking the words out, "This is what I really wanted,"

When we take off the masks, and see our reflections it surprises even ourselves. The truth behind the glass, the mask.

"I don't even know who I am anymore, but I'm not your brother," I let it fall into the silence, its fangs sinking in. "You're brother is dead."

I caste my eyes down, my fingers rubbing against the soft carpet, a distraction to the present.

"I'm not..." I snapped my head up, preparing for the true obstacle ahead. "You know I'm not your real brother!" I stood up, eyes widening. Everything in me was telling me to stop, telling me it wasn't worth it. If you don't tell her, she'll always see you as she used to. "Why is this so hard..." I can't go on.

I knew my words were like knives. Emily and I had grown up together, loved each other. We were brother and sister, twins even if we didn't share the same blood. I always wanted to think of it that way, but I couldn't pretend anymore.

"I can't do this...it isn't just them, Emily. I am a monster, and your an angel." I sighed, the memories of the gun in my hand, the bestial desires. "I'm not ready yet...but one day..I promise," I let the words fall off, staring off into the living room where Megan was waiting patiently on one of the couches.

"I need your help. I've taken something from them. She's in the living room,"

In the end, there would be a battle. If there's one thing I can do for Emily, it's to spare her from that. I need your help, Emily, but the finale...is my burden alone.

One day, I knew she would find out, but if we could live in a world that wasn't so bad, so corrupt for just a little longer. The truth could remain burried. We could remain a connected.

((Okies...Fighting the urge to say something..must..not...Okay, I'm think I'm good. I'm really tired.

Don't be self-conscious..you're really good..Darnit..Okay...seriously stopping.

Lilith: I'm just so paranoid I'm offending people unconsciously. Sorry. And thanks.

Anyway...I think I need to make Rae have an appearance...Probably next post. Get to some conflicts. ^___^ Yay, conflicts!))

7000dominos

04-06-2007, 05:24 AM

((Oh really, I'm patient! I didn't even think you two were ignoring me, really. ^^;; Don't worry about it, you two write beautifully. I enjoy reading both yours and 7000dominos' posts!))

((Thank you. Let's keep complimenting each other! Or not...))

7000dominos

04-06-2007, 05:35 AM

((*nods and smiles* That's all I trust myself to do....))

It felt like I'd been kicked in the stomach. I couldn't breathe. My head swam...the world tilted on its side in from of me...I-

"Dead?" I whispered. Was I too late? Too late to save him? I couldn't be...it didn't seem fair.

Hot tears burned behind my eyes. Maybe it WAS fair. Maybe I should have noticed sooner. Maybe I should have said something. Maybe this was my punishment for trying to hold on to a reality that wasn't there anymore.

It didn't seem fair....

I stared up at him from the carpet, clutching my stomach, feeling physical pain, choking my words out in strangled sobs.

"No. Not yet. It's not done. I can ame it work, Eric, you know I can. I can ALWAYS make it work!" But I didn't believe it. Things had change. I would have to learn to lose.

Anger rose inside of me, stoked by my natural competiveness, my need to win. It was the thing I depended on so much. I reached for it, for its safety and familiarity. For something that I knew in such a foreign place in time.

I reached out trembling fingers for it...and sadness pushed it away from me.

Desperate, I clutched at him. At what he wanted from me. "What? What have you taken?" Then, "Take me to her."

I rose slowly, feeling older, tired. The weight of a million burdens resting on my shoulders.

((Conflicts!! I'll be leaving for my break, so I dunno how much I'll be here, unless my cousin lets me use his comp.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-06-2007, 08:13 PM

((Ooer, angst! Well-written at that...^^))

I looked at the soft-colored carpet, reminding me of various things...the pastels I left at my apartment, the bland walls of the subway...

Tonight's events had my head spinning, making me try to focus more than usual of the foggy vision that the world seemed to be in.

I tilted my head to the left, deciphering two shapes-- 'Rick' and a young girl (who I presumed to be his sibling,) moving towards me.

I blinked and smiled tentively at them, wondering why I was nervous all of a sudden.

Then again, I felt like I was intruding in their home.

Whatever the definition of 'home' may be...

7000dominos

04-07-2007, 11:50 PM

The girl on the couch looked nice enough. Friendly, and all that. I knew it wasn't her fault my brother was gone. Yet as soon as I laid eyes on her, I hated her. I wanted her out.

"Hi," I said stiffly. "Who are you?"

((Brief posts..I'm on my cousins comp.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-08-2007, 08:58 PM

((Kk. ^^;; ))

I tried to sound at ease, calming the frantic beating of my heart...This girl seemed so hurt. I wondered what happened, as a wave of sympathy washed over me, but I held it back.

There was a small spark of hostility in her eyes.

"Megan," I replied clearly, looking down embarrassment. Had I done something wrong already?

7000dominos

04-09-2007, 03:38 AM

I nodded once. "Hungry?" I asked. I wanted to like her--oh, how I wanted to like her. I didn't even know her...and yet she was the first one I could see in this new place I was in, as lost and alone as I was. I saw confusion in her eyes, and I knew she knew I hated her. I saw pity, and I looked at the ground. Was my pain that obvious?

((OMG! CHARMLESS! I've got it! I KNOW why I like you! I mean...I know why I like how you write. I like you for several reasons....))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-09-2007, 03:50 AM

((Sorry...Been doing stuff this weekend. Got to play my friend's Wii. They are so neato. ^__^))

Rae sold her soul to the devil.

The red lipstick smearing her face, the loose dressing slipping off her shoulders. No one could love a monster. The blood dripping from her hands, the blank gaze, unpenetrating, lifeless.

Rae sold her soul for beauty.
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Rae pulled her key out the ignition. The car's hum died away quickly, leaving only the noises of the city and Rae's own heavy breathing. She stared at the empty alley, and the stairway leading up to a lonesome apartment. This is where she orchestrated her business. The greasy walls and warped floors of the small building seemed as familiar as Rae's case of cosmetics, both used as frequently as the other. This was different. This night was different. The air was thicker, heavier. Rae pushed the car door open. flicking her now long black hair behind her back. She stepped out her boots slamming against the hard cement. She was throwing everything away. It didn't matter who she was, or how quietly she disappeared. She wanted to the world to hear her voice.

Rae opened the door, always unlocked. In her world, she was invincible.

The man was sitting in the chair by the window watching the street below. He heard her heavy steps, but did not look up. In his world, she was nothing.

"What could be so important Rae that you would call me to you?" The man was large, his voice deep. Rae was silent, stepping towards him, her eyes wide.

"Well? I paid you didn't I," The man started coughing. He grabbed for a cloth in his pocket, two letters labeled the bottom. You could tell by the way the light hit the folds the quality of the soft expensive hankchief. He was a man of power.

Rae let her hand fall around the man's neck, she smiled lightly caressing his cheek. He let out a long soft sigh. His hankchief gliding gracefully to the ground.

"This is the beginning of the revolution,"

The man was dead.
---------------------------------------------------------
[Back to Eric]

I watched her walk away. All of a sudden, the world felt too real. We were no longing pretending anymore. Everything was no longer a faux okay.

I'd stolen from the assassins. I'd stolen from Emily. I'd stolen from Eric. I stole away his looks, and hid away his personality. I'd stolen away Emily's brother. She'd loved him, missed him. I'd taken all the hope of his return away. I'd murdered part of myself.

I wished Emily could make it work. I wished she could sow back together all the fallen pieces.

...But most of all...I wondered. I wondered if someday, he might come back or...if...she might love me too.

Love. Something, I wondered if it were real. Because...I think I've lost it along with everything else.

I pulled myself away from the thoughts walking briskly into the living room. Two worlds had finally collided and now they stood together in the same room.

"She was there that night. She might be in danger," I leant against the wall, resting my hand on a smooth wooden table. The table was decorated with photos depicting people with love, and happiness.

"I was supposed to take her away, but instead I brought her here. She could be killed. I thought we could help her, but I didn't know what to do,"

I shrugged, my eyes falling back to the ground.

Emily would know what do.

((Man, I must've taken FOREVER writing that. I didn't even notice anyone else on. So, how come?))

7000dominos

04-09-2007, 09:59 PM

((They are, aren't they! I like bowling and boxing and Zelda.))

((Anyway: You remind me of Nancy Werlin, who is like the bestest author ever! I mean, you're still you, and all, but you're very Werlin-esque. Which is awesome. I only thought of it cuz I picked up one of the two books I haven't read by her at the book store the other day...Double Helix, in case you cared. You're right, it starts slower than the others, but I'm excited for the end.))

((Anyway...))

I nodded once, feeling cold and numb. I wondered vaguely whether I should be worried: I couldn't feel that sharp, stinging sense of betrayal and loss anymore. Was it because I had accepted that my brother was dead? Or was I just so angry it didn't matter anymore? Angry at "Camile" and angry at Megan and angry at Eric--so angry--for leaving me. Didn't he love me? Didn't he care? Fine. I could be cold and heartless, too. All that was left--or all that I let myself feel were the cold remains of bitterness and vengeful anger. I would find my brother, if he was still out there, and bring him back. That was all.

Obviously there was nothing else left between. Nothing but obligation, and responsibility. The love was gone.

My heart burned and my eyes teared even as I thought this. I turned quickly away and pinched my arm. Stop it! I thought. He doesn't want...doesn't need you anymore. You're doing this for yourself.

Keep thinking that, the quieter, somber part of me whispered, and you'll never get hurt.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-12-2007, 03:49 AM

((I was going to wait for Lilith..but...I guess I'll go ahead...))

Rae fumbled with the lighter in her hands, the cigarette between her figures held close to her pursed lips. Rae couldn't steady her shaking hands. The flame of the lighter danced in the dark, silhouetting the figure in the alley. Rae sighed letting the flame die in her hand, the cigarette useless. She leant against the brick wall, the roughness leaving temporary indents in the skin. She slid onto the cold, wet cement, burying her face in her knees. There really was no going back. There would be no more hiding.

Rae let the mask come down, yet still she hid in the dark. No one could see her true face, her true invulnerability. At least not yet.

Rae held her hand to her cheek, folding her fingers in, feeling the wetness of her mascara infested tears. And then, painfully, she laughed. The laughed began with happiness and joy; it had finally started. Only something felt wrong, echoing back desperation and loneliness.

Who would follow her into the new millennium?
____________________________________________

I pushed off against the wall, propelling myself forward. Despite how fast I pushed myself, it seemed as if I were walking through water. Progression came, slowly. Still, I wondered.

Emily no longer looked at me in the same way. I looked at her, distantly. A longing to reach out for connection yet too afraid to even make a move. I wanted to make a joke. I wanted to shove her playfully. I wanted to race her for control of the remote. I wanted to clear the water, the thickness.

I wanted to get rid of the feelings I still felt. Was I even feeling anything? How could I kill so easily and still say I feel love? Still say I feel anything at all...

The door knob began to turn slowly. I snapped my head up, looking from Megan to Emily. A deep fear rose within me. What if it was one of the assassins? I held my breath, mentally planning the attack. The target is in sight from the door. I would have to get there before them...I was ready to spring. The door flung open, I bent my knees.

"Hi kids, I'm home." My mother came in, smiling.

Despite our gradual progression through the walls we'd built.

The real world still turned.

((Wario ware is all I got to play, but I've heard Zelda and boxing is really fun. Man, wario ware is so addicting.))

((Thank you. I've only read Double Helix. It was good, but there was something I don't want to ruin so...yeah. I really liked the ending though. -__-; We should totally stop complimenting each other. But aw...your last reply made me sad, but in a good sadness. Hey, can you suggest anything good by her that I could check out? ))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-12-2007, 12:28 PM

((I'm sorry!!! I forgot it was my turn!! >.< My brain is turning to mush....I still have six essays to do and a handful of projects. XD I'll try to post later!))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-13-2007, 02:50 AM

((It's fine! I just didn't know if I should wait for you...DO YOUR ESSAYS...School totally takes way precedence. TAKE YOUR TIME...^___^ We'z all good...Sorry, I feel like I'm nagging or rushing...I TOTALLY DIDN'T MEANT THAT! Okay...we'z totally good...Totally not anal here, totally not. Heeeeeh...yeah..rock them essays. I need some serious sleep. ))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-13-2007, 09:11 PM

((XD I finished four essays yesterday, wooo!! ^^ I actually have today to RP...tommorow I'm off to doing more homework again. T.T;; Lol))

7000dominos

04-15-2007, 05:23 AM

((Eww. Essays are gross.))

((School takes precedence??? WHAT ARE YOU SAYING??? *points* BLASPHEMY!!!!))

((Ahem. Anyway.))

((I finished it the other day. Good! But I like some of her others, better. Actually...I like ALL her books. She is one of my very favorite authors...she NEVER fails me. But my two FAV are the Killer's Cousin *one of my fav books ever* and Black Mirror. I recommend both VERY strongly. VERY VERY strongly. *twitch*))

((Oh. And have you considered moving this to the "Advanced Roleplay" thread? Though you seem a bit humble for that. *More compliments, I know...:o*))

7000dominos

04-15-2007, 05:44 AM

I quickly dashed away my tears, thinking I 'd be happy that my mother was home. A reminder that real life still existed, even if I'd lost it. Even if it'd been ripped from my grasp. Even if it taunted me painfully just beyond my reach.

But I wasn't. Lines were blurred and criss-crossed, as mismathced and unordered as a deck of cards thrown on the ground. Pain and happiness. Real life and what was left. Old Eric and new. The confusion hurt my physically. I smiled at my mom and managed a "Be right back," before running to the bathroom.

And I was sick. Minutes later, I sank to the pale green, cold tile floor, clutching my sides, trying to hold myself together. I still felt nauseous and dizzy. Was he gone? Was he really gone? I wanted to scream. This new part of me, this weak, uncertain, pessimistic part, was quickly getting the better of me. I couldn't let that happen. I owed to much to myself, and my mother and father for that.

And Eric? reminded that weak part of me. The rational, yet painfully sad part.

Shut up! said the half I liked. The half that couldn't feel pain, only anger and detirmination. I don't owe him anything. He left me. He left me!

He was protecting you, echoed my sensible half.

Great job, I quipped back, trying hard not laspe into more tears. I was arguing with myself alone, in my bathroom. Nasuea ((totally just forgot how to spell that)) pushed at my stomach again. I pushed back, pushing myself up from the floor to lean over the sink and wash my face.

~*~*~*~*
((I'm taking over the mom briefly, mkay?))

I came out what felt like hours, but had to have been only moments later and grinned at my mom again. "Sorry," I apologized. "When you gotta go, you gotta-"

"Are you alright, honey? You look a little green."

I winced inwardly, feeling Eric's eyes on me. I didn't look at him. He would know, if I did. and he couldn't know. "Oh," I said bashfully, "I....I was out running. I probably pushed myself too hard."

"Hmm. Well be careful about that, alright?" I nodded. Satisfied, she turned to Eric. "How who is this new friend of yours?" she asked, grinning at Megan.

And I went to put away the groceries. I caught Megan's eyes over my mother's head, being careful to ignore Eric, knowing full well I wouldn't be able to make it to the bathroom again if I even glanced his way. Meet me in my room in five, I mouthed at her, jerking my head in the direction of my bedroom. I didn't wait for an answer.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-15-2007, 07:31 AM

((Heeeh....-___-; School. Standardized essays are the worst.(Spoiler for Double Helix) I hated the entire cheating thing. I wanted to kill him for that. Especially in the end when you find out everything...It was sort of..SEE WHAT YOU WOULD'VE DONE! I hate when you feel for a character and they go and be stupid. You just want to scream, "NOOOOOOO!" I'll see if our library has them, though I doubt it. I can make a request for them though...And, I did consider it (Advanced Roleplaying). I guess I can send the pm and if it's not chosen...oh well..Dark themed is good as well.

Lilith: GOOD LUCK ON YOUR HOMEWORK, YEAH! I get like this late at night...))

I took a deep breath, shaking off the proir tension. My stomach churned, my head pounding lightly.

The sick fact is I was ready to kill. I think deep down I've always been ready, always wanted to. Everything that I was built on, and taught fell to pure instict. Nothing could erase the imbrued stains. I almost wanted to laugh. This really was the bottom. I hated myself. I had no friends. I was losing my family, and best of all I could only blame myself.

Emily came back from the rest room. Her forced body language, and calm speech gave way to suspicions of pain.

I didn't even notice.

My mother still had love in her eyes for me, but I even knew it was for another son. I remembered the other night, the gun shot resounding throughout the suburban household. Did Emily see me then? Did she know the uncontrollable monster I held back? I couldn't tell her everything and everything I told her still left us in dissaray. If I told her everything, she'd hate me. Well, if she didn't already.

I almost didn't hear her speak, caught up in my own thoughts.

"Oh, this is Megan, Mom. She's a friend working on a homework project with us," I paused, "Is it okay if she stays with us over night?" I grinned. Mother's forehead creased, the concern clear on her face. Mother had noticed all the late night, the slipping grades.

"I'll have to think about it, but it's fine for now," She slid her coat off her shoulders, folding it in her arms,"You know, I've been meaning to have a talk with you,"

I groaned.

((It's reaaaaaaaally late so I'm going to post Rae later. I would've posted this earlier, but my mom asked what I was doing and it ended in me talking about roleplays for a while. Heh.

I requested this be moved to Advanced Roleplay section soo..I guess if it isn't here anymore...it might be there))

Charmless_Anachronism

04-15-2007, 07:35 AM

((OH DARNIT! I accidentally must of pushed the rate button and voted this thread a two. It said I already voted so...By golly gee...I never vote for threads...I DIDN'T MEAN TO! Darn it...I don't even know how I did it. Who votes their own roleplay a two? Everyone else's is a 4 or 5, but the person who started it votes the roleplay a two...I'm soo stupid...))

7000dominos

04-16-2007, 01:22 AM

((I rated, just to balance things out. Five. Of course.))

((And...you lost me. Cheating? I think I know what you mean, but...))

"She can stay with me in my room, Mom." The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. I hoped no one noticed my own surprise. What did I owe to this girl? Nothing. And I certainly didn't owe anything to him. Why was I helping? Why had I said yes.

I ignored the quiet answer from my sensible side.

"I can go set up the bed now," I said stubbornly, trying to sound light and casual. "But...uh...it's a two person job. Maybe, Megan...?" I let the unspoken question hover in the air. If she wanted help, she'd have to come anyway.

~*~*~*~*~*

Lucy was starting to get worried. She'd already showered changed, completed daily morning training, and still no Rae. There were no friends in the Underground. Not really. But after fourteen years, one couldn't help but become attached...

Bang. A pause. Bang. Pause. Bang. Bang. Bang.

Lucy fired off shot after shot of her sniper rifle into the four-inch diameter target 200 yards away. She made one. Setting down her now overheated gun, she cursed lightly under her breath. Her hands were shaking, betraying, even through her calm facade, her worry for her...

For Rae.

Come to think of it, she'd been acting funny lately.

Sighing, Lucy pulled her phone from her jeans, yanking down her cap further over her ears--a nervous habit--and dialed Rae. She was sure she'd regret the action later.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-16-2007, 05:23 AM

((...Thanks...(SPOILER) I forget names, but he ditched his girlfriend..made me so mad. I didn't want him to do that...I'm going to post tomorrow. I got caught up in uploading and doctoring my new pictures. ))

7000dominos

04-17-2007, 03:59 AM

((OOOOOOH. That part. Yeah. YEAH I KNOW!! But I suppose I can understand why he did it...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-18-2007, 02:05 AM

((Yay, I'm ALIVE!! And done with those horrid essays. *Le Gasp* XD I'll rate in a bit. I love this plot!! I don't care how humble you two (Yes YOU both: 7000dominos AND Charmless_Anachronism), may be, but I absolutely praise your writing. Braaaaavo. :D))

((Grrr...I have to go to bed. Middle School life (8th garde to be precise) does that to me. >.< I'll post tommorow~!! Take care, bye. ^^))

7000dominos

04-18-2007, 05:16 AM

((Thanks, but we're not humble....:D ))

((It gets SO much worse in high school...but's its fun! So as to not completely discourage you...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-18-2007, 04:16 PM

((...Touché. XD Still, good work with the posts. ^^))

((Oh joy. Highschool is a little more jumbled than I imagined it to be, then. Murf...>.<))

"Uh, sure." I agreed with the girl. She didn't quite say her name.

I politley smiled at the older woman and thanked her.
I walked after the girl to her room and entered when she strolled in.

It was a simple room, with small touches here and there to give me a small glimpse of her personality. It seemed familiar...

'A little like my own room...' I realized a bit stricken, but I shrugged nonetheless.

"Sorry, I didn't quite catch your name...?" I offered to her as I stood in place patiently.

7000dominos

04-19-2007, 04:38 AM

"Emily," I said shortly, pulling out clean guest sheets from my closet. I tossed her a pillow. "You need clothes?" I sized her up: she'd fit my stuff.

Charmless_Anachronism

04-20-2007, 01:09 AM

Yo, what's crackin`! Woo! I love you guys, sooooooo much! Oh yeah, baby. Like a roller coaster. Ya'll have just worked sooooo hard....Jump on it! Jump. On. IT!

I kid, I kid. This is really Charm's friend...Uh...J-Fizzle....yeah...This website is intresting...I'm might join.....Anywho, on Monday, April 16th, at 11:43 pm, Charm's computer passed on....And by passed on, I mean her kitty killed it. So, she is lacking internet right now, but promises to be on a soon as possible......Whenever that is. So for now, pray that her computer is in a happier place. See ya!

J-Fizzle

7000dominos

04-21-2007, 01:52 AM

((Erm. Good to know?))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-22-2007, 05:08 AM

((...Ditto...? O_o))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

04-22-2007, 02:44 PM

((Don't kill the messenger! She told me to tell you, so I told you! >.< She didn't tell me how I had to tell you or anything...She should of known this was comming! ...Well, she kinda did, since she was on the phone with me while I was typing it, but oh well! I'm sorry for scaring you guys...It was late and I was bored!))

7000dominos

04-23-2007, 12:19 AM

((We're not scared. Just...um...unsure. Yeah. That's good. ;) ))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-23-2007, 11:38 AM

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

04-23-2007, 08:33 PM

((Heh heh....Thanks. ^-^ I guess I leave ya guys alone....for now. See ya!))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-23-2007, 11:38 PM

((Okay then. ^^;; *Waves* Bye bye!))

7000dominos

04-24-2007, 05:08 AM

((And now we wait...))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

04-24-2007, 02:08 PM

((*Nods* Apparently, yes. Plot bunnies be damned. xD))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-27-2007, 05:58 AM

((Hey! I'm back on an extremely slow computer, but back none the less. I don't really understand exactly what happened after J-fizzle said the initial message...but whatevs. I'm still laughing...J-fizzle. I'm calling her that from on the internet, myahaha. And er...sorry for being gone and everything. Computers and I don't really get a long.))

Rae's phone vibrated in her pocket. She sat motionless, her hands unmoving from the tight clasp around her waste. She breathed strenuously, forcing the hysterical laughter and sorrow out, collecting the broken pieces of her charade into a well-fit mask. She pried her fingers from her back, shakingly reaching for the phone in her pocket. The phone was only on its second buzz, yet it seems like hours as Rae carefully slid the phone out, holding it in her flat palm. The number flashed black against a flourescent green screen. Lucy.

Rae wasn't hesitant any longer. She flipped the phone open, forcing her hand to her ear.

"Hello?" Her voice rasped betraying her dead, emotionless eyes. Even Rae couldn't hide everything, not always. Rae joked with herself, hoping Lucy wouldn't pick up on her pained silence.
______________________________________
(Back to Eric..Errr...is it morning or night?...I think she didn't get done running too long ago...Sooo..it would be morning or afternoon..or Just daytime right? I'm going with daytime...I don't know. Tell me if it should be night...)

My mother chewed my ear off. First, I'd started getting home later. I could've been doing drugs, partying. Second, my grades were slipping. I could've been top in my class, now I would be lucky to get accepted to a college and even be considered for a scholarship or EVEN permitted a application! Third, now I bring home strange girls. Girls she'd never seen nor heard of. I'd then tried to tactfully reply that she'd just moved and we were behind on our project so it seemed sensible to invite her over. She replied by glaring and saying that maybe if I hadn't stayed out so late then maybe this girl wouldn't be in such a mess because of me.

So, I've been grounded, starting tomorrow, starting after the girl leaves.

Leave...I had no intention of Megan leaving. I sat on the velvet-esque, gray couch, frustratingly stroking the arm back and forth. She was really making this difficult for me. She was on the phone now, talking to my father. I was not to move from this couch because she wasn't done with me yet.

I let out another more quiet groan. I was afraid all her anger may've produced extra-sensitve hearing. They say mothers can sometimes do extraordinary things (Lift cars off of trapped children) when pumped with adrenaline. I wandered if blinding fury gave my mom enough of an adrenaline rush to accumlate such superhuman abilities.

I let my head fall into my hands, running my fingers through my short, jaggedly-cut, hair. I missed my mother so much. I'd hadn't thought like this in such a long time, so light. I hadn't joked with myself.

Too bad it would be short-lived. I wanted to tell Emily, a flicker of him may remain. I was only kidding myself, in more ways than one. I could joke all I wanted, but that wouldn't change things. It would not prolong the decision ahead. I had to think. I pressed my palm down on my forhead.

"This is stupid," I growled under my breath. I looked around the room, somehow idiotically believing the answer lied on the light tinted walls. Sunlight filtered in through our front window, lighting the wall to an even more sickly pale white hue. So, it was daytime...

I knew my decision before I'd even considered it.

So, my mother had given me a day and it would be day. Megan would be safe. At least I hoped. A day, I think, would be all I needed.

Now, I would just wait, wait for night to fall in a shrouding embrace.

((7000dominos, your writing reminds me of Stephanie Meyer. Though different, of course, but still she's awesome. I know we said to stop that, but it does.))

<Lilith.:.Winters>

05-27-2007, 06:35 PM

7000dominos

05-27-2007, 06:58 PM

(((Awww, Charmless, I was all set to reply, then I read that, and I'm like "Stehpanie Meyer?? Didn't she write...no.....She's too amazing." So then I run into my room, and sure enough, it's THAT Stephanie Meyer, and then I was standing there with New Moon in my hands, because my friend has Twilight and so of course I had to read a chapter, which then inspired my to go to the library to borrow Twilight cuz I love that book, but then I didn't because I don't have time to read it right now...but still! Anyway.))

((OMG, no way! She's incredible. I could never write like her. I absolutely ADORE her style, probably more than the actual story, and if what you say is true (( :rolleyes: )), then its probably why I like her so much. But thanks anyway. :D ))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 07:10 PM

((O.o

....I'm gonna make me a profile! Woot!))

7000dominos

05-27-2007, 07:36 PM

((Go for it!))

Lucy sat up quickly, a ten pound dumbell dropping from her fingerless-gloved hand. Fourteen years of "detective work," translating languages from intricate patterns, shooting miniscule targets from hundreds of feet away had tuahgt her how to pay attention to details. Something in Rae's voice had changed, and she was trying to hide it. Rae had a million faces, all to hide one she never wanted anyone to know about. Even Luv, after having known Rae for fourteen years of her life, couldn't break through Rae's dense facade to find her true self.

"What? What is it? What happened?" she breathed quickly, feeling a crack in Rae's mask.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 07:44 PM

Name: Ryuu Helini
Age: 19
Race: Humanoid
Personality: Between him and his twin Reno, he's the quieter, more responsible brother. If you can be responsible when your job is killing people, that is. He hardly every opens his mouth, and when he does, it's to argue with his brother. He is actually very polite most of the time, like a true gentleman. Despite his profession, he has a high moral sense, and will sometimes refuse jobs if it goes against his beliefs. Ever since his operations, he has fits of madness, where if not treated, he can go on a killing rampage.
Occupation: Assassin/Mercenary
Appearance: http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i29/Cross_of_Swords/Twoanimemales.jpg
(On the right)
Other: When he was growing up, his family was very poor. His father was a drunken lunatic who was taken away by the police, leaving his mother all alone to care for the twins. It proved too much for the woman. To try to make sure one of her children survived, she sold Ryuu to a underground science base when he was 5, where he was experimented on. For three years, he went through agonizing experiments. They invaded his body with nanomachines, changing his biological make up to something un-human. Because of that, he can transform any part of his body excluding his head into the weapon of his choosing, preferring blades. After three years, his brother found him, taking him out of that godforsaken place. But it wasn't without psychological damage. He was so crazed, he about killed his own brother, slashing his eye. He was so distraught, he ran away for a short while, debating if his life was worth living if he killed the only thing that mattered to him. Finally, his brother found him again. Seeing the trouble he caused for him, Ryuu swore to do anything to repay his brother. The joined up with the assassins not shortly after, because it was the only thing that seemed to suit them. But Ryuu's real intention is to get to the group that ruined his life, and kill every last one of them.

7000dominos

05-27-2007, 07:49 PM

I heard Megan get up, and froze. I'd been tossing and turning all night. It's hard to sleep when there are two people inside of you. I kept waiting for the anger inside of me to just eat the sadness, but the sadness WAS me. And the sadness was just as detirmined as the anger.

I didn't want her to see me wallowing in my confused-ness. I didn't want her at all. She was just another walking breathing reminder that everything was different. The sad part of me pitied her--we realy weren't so different: both caught up in a dark and dangerous world...because of my brot..because of Eric. But the angry part of me hated her as the reminder she was. The angry part of me blamed her.

7000dominos

05-27-2007, 07:54 PM

((Wooow. Impressive. Is there something in the water where you guys live? Or is it just coincidence that you can all write really well?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 08:10 PM

((I got a lovely bunch o` coconuts...))

Cross_of_Swords

05-27-2007, 08:24 PM

Name: Reno Helini
Age: 19
Race: Human
Personality: Reno has a short patience and tends to be rather hot-headed at times. He takes pride in his ability to break stuff and his prowess in disguise. His weakness is a woman in trouble but that might relate to the fact that he can be a bit of a perv at times. Reno is protective over his little brother. Ever since he was taken away he has sworn never to let anything happen to him EVER again. He failed one....and a half times at protecting him and would rather die than let it happen again.
Occupation: Assassin/mercenary/ thief (has no conscience)
Appearance:http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i29/Cross_of_Swords/Twoanimemales.jpg (On left)
Other: When Reno and Ryuu were only children his dead beat dad didn't do much but still put bread on the table. After he was taken away, his mother couldn't take care of them. She couldn't even really take care of herself. Reno tried for a little while doing little chores to help out but he was only five and couldn't do much. Eventually his mother sold Ryuu. He didn't know whether to hate her or pity her. Days went by and her health got worse. Reno could tell that it was grief for giving up her child. Her condition never didn't improve but worsened until she died. He was left alone on the streets and his mentor, Cross, took him in and taught him everything he knows, and a few things he didn't want to know. After a little researching Reno found where his brother was taken and was quick to save him. Cross had taught him how to unlock locks and snoop without being noticed. With his small frame he was able to sneak into air ducts and ventilation systems. Once he found his brothers cell he didn't hesitate to get close. Ryuu carved his eye out and ran once free. Reno was shocked but made it out of the establishment without being noticed. After about a week he found his brother looking aimlessly at a river about to jump to his death. He came up behind giving him a hug. This time his brother didn't attack. Cross also took Ryuu in but Reno was a bit jealous of the way he was treated. Reno still got the odd jobs. Cross helped Ryuu control his abilities although they still get out of hand. Reno noticed that even when crazed Ryuu still listens to him. Together they can keep his abilities on the down low.

((Baa: Ignore the one under my name...I can't fix it right now, and I'm at Cross's house...

Cross: I have my own identity!!!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 09:09 PM

((Wooow. Impressive. Is there something in the water where you guys live? Or is it just coincidence that you can all write really well?))
((I think it's the fact that our friend group are all nerds...Because if that was the case, half of this town wouldn't be drug-dealers or pregnant! >.< ))

Cross_of_Swords

05-27-2007, 10:31 PM

Reno's eyes shot open and his body jerked forward causing him to sit up. Sweat beaded on his forhead but he still seaked the warmth and comfort of the quilt that was thrown off him in his sleep. He looked across the dark room adjusting his eyes to the dim light and saw the reasuring lump that was his brother.

"Good hes still here." He whispered trying not to disturb the peace of the calm silence. Cross had left him again sending him in a frezy of worry. Cross could always detect if something was wrong kinda like a six sense. But since he wasn't around Reno was the only one that could stop his brother if something were to go wrong. He cradled his head in his hands rubbing away the sleep in his eyes. "How long will it be this time?" He asked himself hoping that Cross would come back. Will he come back? It's not like were his to take care of. Even though Reno loved Cross like a father he still wasn't sure if the feeling was mutual. Cross and Ryuu were the only family he had.

Ryuu stirred in his sleep causing Reno to stop for a second and look at him. He swung his legs over the side of the bed and rested them on the cold hard wood floor. Reno looked down at his boots curious if it would be benificial to go on a walk. He shook his head. He couldn't just leave Ryuu here by himself! What if those bastards came back? It had been eleven long years since Ryuu was in that hell hole but he still couldn't help but worry.

Cross_of_Swords

05-27-2007, 10:45 PM

((I think it's the fact that our friend group are all nerds...Because if that was the case, half of this town wouldn't be drug-dealers or pregnant! >.< ))

((I think the correct term is generds. Were half geek, half nerd. We're to smart to be geeks but to lazy to be nerds.))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 11:04 PM

Ryuu opened his eyes slowly, blinking against the soft rays of the sun peeking through the half-closed curtains. He closed his eyes, groaning slightly. His sleep wasn't as restful as he would of wished, as it was filled with nightmares of his past. He rubbed his face, slowly opening his eyes again. "Are you planning on going somewhere?" Even though his back was toward him, he knew what he was debating. He turned toward him, slowly uncovering himself from the blankets twined around his body. "Have a bad dream? You always seem to like to slink away when you do." He yawned, scratching his head. "If you do, go and get some eggs and milk. We're out. Cross was supposed to get them last night, but you know how that goes." Easing out of the bed, he trudged to the bathroom, shutting the door behind him.

Ryuu clicked the lock, slowly sinking to the ground, relishing the cool tile against his sweaty skin. His body heaved as spasms took over his body, making him bite his tongue just to fight off the urge to vomit. After the attack was over, he lies there, panting softly. They're getting worse... It took everything he had just to keep a strong face in front of his brother and hobble all the way to the bathroom. But he had too. He couldn't let Reno see him like this; it just caused him worry. "Besides...If I did, I'd never get a moment of peace..." He grinned, hoisting himself off the ground. He spat into the sink, grimacing at the foul taste of half choked-down vomit. He ardently brushed his teeth, staring at his reflection in the mirror.

Cross_of_Swords

05-27-2007, 11:15 PM

Reno slipped on his shoes and walked down the hall. His steps echoed through the small halway. He stopped by the bathroom door knocking softly. "Will you be okay? For a couple minutes I mean?" He still wasn't sure if he should leave. He always did in situations like this. At least he would have something to keep his mind off the worst possible thoughts.

He slipped his hand in the back pocket of his jeans and pulled out his wallet. He opened it up only to find ten more dollars. Just enough to get what they needed. Thats how it always was just enough to get by. And he was fine with that. At least he didn't have to lead a boring life were he had to work at something he hated just to put bread on the table. Reno was one who liked to live outside of the box.

Reno shoved out the random thoughts that kept making their way into his head. "Do you wan't to come along?" He asked not sure what Ryuu wanted. He probably hated him breathing down his neck. Thats the way Reno was for the past eleven years. He was always faced with this thought that maybe he should lighten up but it had become a habit to watch Ryuu's back. The thought of what Ryuu had been put through in that place was unbearable.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 11:37 PM

Ryuu rolled his eyes, spiting out the mouthwash he had just used. "I'm fine, brother. Go out and have a fun time bartering with the old-timers." To make his point clear, he turned on the water in the shower.

Ryuu slunk into the stall, not even bothering to take off his pants. He closed his eyes, savoring the warm rivers of water flowing against his skin. Suddenly, he clutched his chest, grimancing in pain. He bit his lip to stop from screaming as the flesh on his body began to ripple, a hand like apendage emerging from his chest, groping the airs as if to excape his skin. Groaning, he struggled to keep his breathing even, gripping his chest even tighter as he struggled with the hand. Finally, his skin ceased to ripple, the hand retreating into his chest. She slipped to the floor of the shower, lying still, panting up a storm. "Damn...Not this again..." He had a sinking supicion that the nanomachines intergated into his beings were beginning to reject him. He pounded the wall with a fist, the bitter taste of the blood from his lip filling his mouth.

Cross_of_Swords

05-27-2007, 11:46 PM

He nodded giving up. He should be okay. He told himself again. Because of the hum of the shower Reno was unaware that Ryuu was in pain. He walked into the next room and grabbed the car keys from the nail on his way out the door. He walked down off the small porch and across the side walk to where the car was parked. He put the key into the ignition and the familiar ping told him to buckle up. He turned up the volume of the stereo was pleased by the heavy rock that flooded out. He shut the door and and put the car into drive.

Reno ignored the blur of houses and cars that passed by him making his way to the supermarket. As soon as he made it he quickly got out of the car and headed up to the main doors. He pushed them open with one hand. A door greeter gave him a fake smile and handed him a piece of paper. He matched the smile and took the paper shoving it into his pocket. He slowed his steps after he realized that he was walking rather fast. It was unitianal. He wanted to get back home as soon as possible.

Reno still made record time getting out and hurried back to his car and started to drive back.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-27-2007, 11:55 PM

Throwing his soaked pants into the clothes hamper, Ryuu trudged to the bedroom, finally getting ready to greet the day. He put on a old pair of jeans and a simple T-shirt, combing and styling his hair as he walked through the apartment.

Ryuu sat down at the kitchen table, sipping coffee as he let his eyes scan over the newspaper, looking for anything of intrest. His sensitive ears picked up the familiar thumping of the speakers in there car, signaling that Reno was on his way back home at breakneck speed. "...Didn't waste anytime did he..." He sighed, rubbing his face in exasperation. Sometimes Reno's overprotectiveness could be a royal pain in the ass.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 12:04 AM

Reno twisted the keys out from the ignition and slid off the leather seat. He walked through the front door stopping to put the keys back onto the hook. The grocery bag rustled as he set it infront of Ryuu on the table. "How do you wan't you eggs," he asked not sure if he himself was all that hungry and in the mood for food.

He walked over to the stove and took down a cast iron skillet from the pan wrack above. He turned the flame on the gas stove setting the pan on the burner. "Skrambled? Good!" He said not waiting for an answer. Truth be told he didn't know how to make them any other way. He could try but it always ended in a disaster. Reno took the eggs from the bag and set them next to him and started cracking them open.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 12:10 AM

Alarmed, Ryuu shot to his feet, pushing his brother away from the stove. "...I think it would be better if I took over from here..." He sadly fished a huge part of an egg shell out of the skillet, throwing it into the sink. He deftly cracked a few more eggs with one hand, tossing them into the sink one after one. He turned down the heat, and poured some milk into the skillet, wiping up the concoction with a fork. "If you want to help, get me some bacon and put some toast in the toaster." He grabbed another skillet from the rack, turning on the heat.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 12:18 AM

Reno put his hands up in front of him alarmed. "I'm not THAT bad at cooking, am I?" He slowly backed away and made his way to the fridge. Pulling out the bacon and butter. He set them on the table behind Ryuu not taking his sarcastic eyes off him the whole time. He laughed and turned toward the bread on the counter next to the sink and pulled out two slices. Then turning to put them into the toaster. "Are you sure you trust me to make the toast?" He asked his eyes sparkling with amuzement.

He leaned his back against the counter folding his muscular arms across his chest. "What do you want to do today. We can go down and see if we have any business. We're kinda running low on cash." He rubbed the back of his neck. His eyes looked down at the tiled floor.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 12:22 AM

((I took a quiz on quizilla because I was bored. The title was something like 'What kinda vampire are you' and this was my result. It's not a correct statement about me but it reminds me of freshman at my school. You are... NOT A VAMPIRE!!! You're probably some whiny emo kid. Go outside! Stop *****ing! Do something useful!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 12:37 AM

Ryuu flashed Reno a sarcastic smile, putting a few pieces of bacon in the skillet. "Of course I trust you with toast...The toaster does all the work anyways." He got out two plates, putting the eggs and bacon on them and placing them on the table. He got out the silverware and poured himself another cup of coffee, sinking into a chair.

"We never have any cash, you know. Not with the way Cross spends money." He took a bite of the eggs, looking at the ceiling. "Hmm...I guess it would help us to go look for a job...We do have bills to pay."

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 12:44 AM

Reno nodded looking up at the sound of the toast popping up he scooped them up onto a plate and walked over to the table and pushing on piece of toast off onto Ryuu's plate and the other onto his. He sat down across from his brother and shoveled a fork full of eggs into his mouth. Ryuu always did cook better than him. Sometimes he wondered why his mother kept him instead. He never brought it up afraid of causing an akward situation between him and his brother. He just remained curious.

He picked up the knife that was placed across the lid of the butter and carved his way into the soft cream. He then scrapped it across his toast shoving it into his mouth. Reno didn't really show good table manners unless a women was present, but when it was just him and his brother he didn't see the point of making the effort. He looked up and saw Ryuu carefully and neatly eating.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 01:20 AM

((...Gah, I got nothing. I'll get back on tomorrow...See ya!))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 04:51 AM

((I think it's the fact that our friend group are all nerds...Because if that was the case, half of this town wouldn't be drug-dealers or pregnant! >.< ))

((Ah. Well...that's good too. :rolleyes: ))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 04:54 AM

((I think the correct term is generds. Were half geek, half nerd. We're to smart to be geeks but to lazy to be nerds.))

((Lawl. That sounds...provocative....))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-28-2007, 05:18 AM

((Darnit, you guys. You just really want to make me read, don't you? Generds...man, I missed you in English, Cross. You missed the rest of the movie...IT WAS HILARIOUS! There's two sets of twins now! Yeah...so..getting on with it...))

Rae turned her face away from the reciever, casting her eyes down. She took a deep breath, relaxing her shoulders back, all in one fluid motion. She hadn't realized how rigid she'd been sitting, her shoulder schrunched up to her ears, her teeth clenched. She could hear Lucy's voice, faint, coming from the blue cellphone in her hands.

"It's..." She paused, the emotions weighing down on her, pressing down on her lips. "...nothing." The word came out cool, relaxed. Rae's eyes were stagnit, dead to all feelings around. To Rae, emotions were just another burden to carry, just another shield for the weak. She stood, slowly, bracing her hands against the brick of the building. The jagged rivlets of the stone threated to cut at her soft palms. She balanced the phone with her shoulder.

"Orders have changed," She smiled grimly, stepping away from her support. "I'll explain at H.Q. Meet me there," Without a word of goodbye, she snapped the phone shut. It was better to leave things this way, placid. That way no one could break through, or reach out, for her.
________________________________

Night had come quickly, and ended just the same.

The cold morning air both stung, and refreshed my legs. An oxymoron of simple pleasure. The brightness of the day to come was already beginning to sting my eyes. I walked on the sidewalk, my footsteps quiet against the stone cement. My legs ached with my yesternight adventures. I'd skipped out on sleeping, planning and sneaking out of my house. The sneaking part was the easiest, the plan...well...was in progress. My entire body was beginning to ache, but I knew I couldn't blame my fatigue. The pain came internally. The monster inside of me was hungry. It was better this way. To leave. Inside the familiar house, it was different. So many reminders brought forth remnants of him. It was better to let the monster out. I groaned. I was losing the battle. Or..who was I? I didn't know anymore whether I was part of the monster..of the man?...At least, she couldn't see me like this. At least, I couldn't hurt her...anymore. I wouldn't, not again. The figures around me began to fade in and out of my vision. I had to get away. I had to get to death's den, the assassin's head quarters.

It was suicide.

This plan sucked.

((7000dominos: ^___^ Sounds...very convoluted. Hehehe... I just finished New Moon. SO AWESOME. She is incredible...Hey...I see that rolling eye emoticon. I think so. So, therefore all other opinions are forfeit. Just kidding. But, it's still true.

Everyone here, I believe, is a Stephanie Meyer Fan. ^__^ Neats.

And, my sister is probably going to kill me now..been on way too long...))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 05:22 AM

Somehow, I got out of my room, though even as I pulled on sweats and a t-shirt, I wasn't sure what my purpose was. What was I supposed to do? Nothing mattered anymore. My brother was dead, and I was too weak and too small to do anything. He'd been dragged right from my grasp, and I'd just stood there and let him be. His death was my fault. Unwanted, a strangled sob ripped itself from my heaving chest. I tried to swallow my sobs--they echoed in the empty silence of the park I'd suddenly appeared at--but I wouldn't be silenced. Still, in my despair, I found some small respite. Maybe this was it. Maybe this was the sadness--maybe this was me eating the angry half. The angry half would get in trouble, I knew. The angry half was dangerous--to me and my mother and father. The angry half hated Eric.

But the angry half would get him back.

So it was the angry half that let hot, angry tears continue coursing down my cheeks, unashamed as I strode to the library. It was the angry half that sorted through the past three months of newspapers in the old archive, alone in the cold empty basement.

And it was the angry half that kept me there for three hours until I found what I was looking for.

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 05:30 AM

((btw, I'm listening to "Jekyll and Hyde." Do you know it? Kind of ironic, considering what Eric is going through now. It just relates very much to the story...))

Lucy grimaced as Rae clicked her phone shut. She was surprised at the feeling in her chest--pain, and unease. It was bizzare. She wasn't supposed to feel. It made things...difficult. Just another reminder that she had to get out. And maybe...maybe Rae would come. The girls would go very far together. They would have their revenge, and leave. Meanwhile, the sound of Rae sliding back into her stone hard, yet cracked mask was loudest of all.

"Okay," Lucy muttered gravely, the word meaning so much more than it should have.

Charmless_Anachronism

05-28-2007, 07:00 AM

((OMG yes...Love that shiz. Well, I've only heard it once in a car for hours on end stuck with my theatre coach, but it was the best out of all the musicals we listened to. It was aaaaaaaaawesome. If I remember right, I really loved the one where he first turns into Jekyll and the one near the finale and they're fighting internally. IF I remember correctly. Yeah, it does. ^__^ Neato.

(On Twightlight..)I KNOW!...They were so addictive too. I tried to plan my entire day around how much homework time I could sacrifice to have time to read them...Edward is like the...I can't even think of a word...that's how awesome...Well, be back around to reply...Have to go do a few things around the web.))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-28-2007, 04:21 PM

Rae was in her car, barely seeing the road ahead. It was a familiar way; the alley, twisted and sharp, was no obstacle to the already preoccupied Rae. Her eyes darted back and forth from the walls enclosing on her small car. Rae's disquise today was a common one, a young teenager with flowing black hair, a button nose and deadly black eyes. The eyes were out of place, alien and obscure on her teeny bopper facade. Her eyes never changed. The intensity with which they shown ripped apart any question of who this girl truly was. Rae shifted the car into park, curtly turning the key toward her. This was it. This is where she would find her answers. She slid the key out, slipping it into her pocket. With a loud thud, the door was open and she was free of the passageways' strict confinements. The building ahead was broken down. Windows were sealed shut with boards of wood. The doorknob, broken, was secured to the easily penetrated door, with duck tape. Only Rae knew too well, everything was not how it appeared. She pushed the door open lightly, staring into the dark filled room. Rae wouldn't admit, but deep in her chest she was hoping. Hoping, in the dark, a friend would be waiting.
_______________________________________

I was just inside the door, staring blankly at the figure in the door frame. My mother's face was a welcomed reality. Rae's fake guise was an unpleasant reminder. It was in the room, we first met. My back cool against these very walls, her eyes flickering with slyness, smirking with giddiness. Something was different today. Something burned behind Rae's usual vacant eyes. I wondered if anyone else was around. The first room of the building was there to further the appearance on the outside. It was empty except for cardboard boxes piling up near the corners.

I really didn't feel like dealing with her today. The ache inside, still continued to pulsate, a light headache pounding. Every blockade, I'd built to shield it was falling. I had the feeling, it knew I wanted end it. Rae stared down at me, but she continued to walk through the darkness. Something was very different.

At that moment, sharp pain ran up my back. I leaned forward, my head against the cool floor. My body was hot. I was burning. The craving was too great, the want. The desire to kill fought past any well-thought plan. My vision began to fade. I tried to push past it. My eyes flung open, balancing me back on the crumbling bridge.

((It relates to Emily too! ^___^ A lot characters seem to be fighting back their own Jekylls. Yay for musicals.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 04:26 PM

((Charm: Are you serious?! Twins! Thats awesome. My mom signed us out because Heather called. Heather was worried that she might kill Jessika so they just took me too. :rolleyes:

7000dominos: Maybe it was provocative;) ))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 04:54 PM

((Charm- Oh no. No NO NO! Edward is mine BEEOCH! Back off! :mad: I'LL CUT JOU! I WILL!

No...I kid...Or do I? Neeyways, I'm the one who read it first, so I get's senority!

On a side note, Axel and Roxas got together finally! They're now BEST friends....;) And you were sleeping in the next room! Oh! And you had your baby, and it was a girl! Still named it Roxel though. :D ))

((I should be working on my huge ASS World History report that's do tomorrow and nothing is organized and I still need to do thirteen assignments for it....But I don't wanna! :( ))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 04:57 PM

((Poor Baa!......Can we have more than one character on this roleplay? Oo???))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:02 PM

Ryuu rolled his eyes at Reno's atrocious manners, but didn't say anything on the subject, knowing it was just part of who Reno was. He picked up the piece of toast, then took the tub of butter and the knife, putting a thin layer on the toast. He grabbed a bottle of cinnamin sugar, shaking it on the toast before nibbling on the edge. Ryuu loved sweet things, even if most thought went against his character.

He finished up his meal, going to the sink to wash off the dishes. He put them away, turning to Reno. "Hurry up. I'm driving." He flipped his key around his finger, walking to the door, leaning against the wall.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:07 PM

"You? Drive?!" His eyes sparkled with humor and sarcasm. "But you drive like an old lady!" He shook his head, "What makes you think I'm gonna hand them over." He shoved his hand into his pocket and remembered that he had placed them on the hook by the front door. He looked up to meet eye contact with Ryuu who was closer to the keys than he was and broke into a sprint knowing that his brother was probably doing the same.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:08 PM

((Poor Baa!......Can we have more than one character on this roleplay? Oo???))

((Well, it doesn't matter right now....I can't really do anything, cuz` my printer ain`t working....))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:12 PM

Ryuu, smirked, reaching into his pocket. "What, do you mean these keys?" He brought out the car keys, jingling them in front of Reno's face. "I got theses a long time ago, just in case something like this happened." He put them back into his pocket, leaning on the door now. "You drive like a monkey on crack. I'm driving." He pushed Reno back toward the kitchen. "Now, clean up your mess. I'm not your babysitter.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:12 PM

((Hey Baa! I got promoted to Hobgoblin from fairy dust!!!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:13 PM

((....Woo?))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:21 PM

Reno glared at him all amuzment drained from his face. He admited defeat and walked to the table and picked up his dishes. Then he walked to the sink to rinse and scrub them clean. He grabbed the towl Ryuu had used to dry them off and placed them back into the cabinet.

Reno looked back at Ryuu, "I gotta get cleaned up...It won't take that long." He walked back to the bed room and pulled out a clean black t-shirt. It had some writing on it that was to faded to read. He pealed the shirt from his back and put the other one on. He didn't change his jeans. He walked toward the nightstand and grabbed the deodorant from the top and rubbing it over his airpits. He walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on his face and ran his fingers through his long hair. He dried off his face and wen't to go meet Ryuu in the next room.

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:21 PM

((....Woo?))

((Now your a hobgoblin too!:eek: ))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:24 PM

((....Is being an hobgoblin something to be excited about? I mean, a hobgoblin?))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:26 PM

((Whats a hobgoblin?:confusedmonkey ))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:34 PM

((...You know what a goblin is, right?))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:35 PM

((Sure....Whats the hob part??))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:36 PM

((It's a bigger, stronger version of a goblin.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:38 PM

((OH :) .....Are you gonna reply to my post above?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:39 PM

Ryuu shrugged, inspecting his nails. "Take your time." He looked over there sad apartment, sighing. It wasn't that the place was filthy, on the contrary. Ryuu made sure of that. But, it was in such bad shape. Once, it was a grand building, reserved for the classest of the class, but now it was a surprise that the place had running water. Wallpaper hung down in odd places, stains from who knew what painted the walls, cracks littered the ceiling...Ryuu hated having to live like this. He wished he could buy a better place for him and his brother to live, but for know, they barely could afford to mooch off of Cross's possesions.

He watched Reno re-enter the room, nodding to him. "Let's go." He opened the door, locking the lock behind him, leaving it cracked for Reno to follow. He opened the door to the small black car, one of the nicest things they owned themselves. The interior was spotless, another thing Ryuu made sure off. He instictively turned the radio down before turning the key, knowing if he didn't, his eardrums would be now more.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:39 PM

((You gotta give me some time, ya know.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 05:41 PM

((I know but I'm impatient....And I want chocolate milk! Be right back!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 05:45 PM

((-_-U Whatever...))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 06:21 PM

((How much time do you need?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 06:33 PM

((Umm...Dear? I already posted. It's on page 18.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 06:46 PM

((Heheh....Ooops))

Reno followed Ryuu closing the ddoor behind him. He walked around to the passagers side of the car and slid in. He buckled his seat belt before shutting the door. He gave Ryuu a glare when he saw him turn the music down. "If it two loud then your too old." He quoted. He reached for the knob to the heat and turned it up. Unlike his brother Reno preferred the heat. He knew right away that Ryuu would most likely turn it down. Then they both would have to settle for warm. Sometimes it was hard to tell that they were twins when their personalities clashed that much.

He stared out the tinted window waiting for Ryuu to start the car so he could flip through the stations of the radio.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 06:57 PM

Ryuu reved up the engine, smirking at his brothers glare. "I'm sorry...I just like to be able to hear, that's all." To counteract the heat Reno had cranked up, he rolled down his window, savoring the cool are that wafted in. Unlike Reno, Ryuu preferred the cold to the warm. He went out in the winter with only shorts on sometimes, crunching barefoot in the snow. It didn't bother him; he supspected the nanos had something to do with it. He couldn't stand the heat though. It made him feel as if he was melting.

He pulled out onto the street, speeding up to the exact speed limit. Also unlike Reno, he had never gotten a speeding ticket, or a traffic violation. He was very good at driving, with his reaction time being much more advance than most people. He gazed out at the people around him, feeling relaxed. He usually felt relaxed before a job. It helped him control his powers if he put them to use once in a while.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:02 PM

((Cross....I do wanna do this anymore! This report sucks ass! Why do I gotta do all the work! >.< ))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:06 PM

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:07 PM

((Cross....I do wanna do this anymore! This report sucks ass! Why do I gotta do all the work! >.< ))

((You wan't me to send Zak over?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:10 PM

((....If Zak's at your house right now, tell him I'M GONNA F**KING CASTRATE HIM IF HE DON'T HELP ME ON OUR REPORT!))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:14 PM

((He said that Friday was the last day you could work on it and you were done or something like that))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:17 PM

((Umm...No? It's due tomorrow. Friday was the last day we could work on it in class. I'm not going to be the only one having a crappy day today!))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:18 PM

(( He just got here and he pouted when I told him ))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:20 PM

((I don't flipping CARE. I'm NOT listing to Jessika b**ch about it, and I'm NOT doing it by myself.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:27 PM

((Tell Jesskika to F*** off!!!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:30 PM

((Umm...If I do, there goes my grade. And I'm not failing that class. This thing is worth over 700 points.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:32 PM

(( Is it your final? Besides after your done and it's turned in tomarrow then you can tell her that!!!!!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:35 PM

((No...We need it for our final though. That's why I'm organizing it. I still have to type up three things for it though....And find all the s***.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:36 PM

((Answer my post....

What are you guys doing?))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 07:38 PM

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 07:42 PM

((...A World History profolio about...World Histoy.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-28-2007, 07:47 PM

((Zak and Heather are kicking me off the net @@))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 07:48 PM

May 23, 2006.

The scrap of newspaper trembled in my shaking hands.

Three weeks ago--two months before we got out of school. The first of the series of murders that had been going on recently. They'd never found the killers, just like they hadn't found the killers the other night. I remembered being absolutely terrified that night. Utterly paralyzed, sick with fear. That had been Eric's first really late night. Before that, he'd come in around midnight or so, sneaking into his bedroom, when he thought we were all asleep. I'd confront him, and he'd tell me some story: a movie with his friends, some last minute project. But that had been his first come-home-with-the-sun's-rising night. My parents were gone, too, that night, but they were in the city celebrating their anniversary. As soon as I heard the news about the murder, I called them. They'd told me they were alright, then asked about Eric and myself. I lied for him, protected him, because he was my brother and I loved him. But even then it was hard. So hard to speak, with fear making my throat tight. Where was he? Why hadn't he called?

It was my first taste of what losing my brother was going to be like.

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 08:02 PM

"Momma! Momma, I got somethin' on my head!" Three year old Lucy, brilliant even then, stood on her tip-toes to look in the mirror, seperating her downy locks of hair to feel the softer lumps underneath. She giggled. When she brushed the twin lumps, it tickled all the way down to her toes. "Momma! Come here!"

An exasperated, but beautiful young women walked through the bathroom door, pushing red-brown hair behind her ear. "What is it, Lucy? I'm busy."

"Look, Momma! I got ears!" Lucy exclaimed happily, pointing to the small lumps on top of her head.

"Yes, I know, Lucy. So do I."

"No, Momma, look!" Lucy grabbed her mother's hand and pressed her fingers to the top of her own head. "See? See?"

Lucy's mother frowned. "Wha-?" she said, bending to seperate Lucy's hair for a better view. She gasped. Two tiny, furry ears protruded from the top of Lucy's head. "No..." she whispered.

"See, Momma, do you see?" asked Lucy, whipping around to face her mother, with a huge grin of satisfaction.

"Get away from me!" Lucy's mother screamed, pushing the small child away. "Dan! Dan, come quickly!"

Lucy's small brow wrinkled with confusion. "Momma, what-"

"Don't call me that!" the woman screamed hysterically.

Then a man rushed through the bathroom door. "What is it, Joan?"

"Dan, she...she's one of them!"

"Wh-what? How!"

"I don't know, I just want her out!"

Lucy was crying now. "Momma!" she ran to her mother, clinging to one leg. "Momma, no! I'm sorry!"

Joan screamed. "Dan!" The man tried to pull the small girl off of his wife. Lucy screamed, too. "NO! Momma, please!"

Lucy's scream echoed in her small, dark room. She sat up, drenched in sweat, trying hard to suck a breath through her fear-tightened throat. She looked around her, feeling vulnerable.

It had been a long time since she'd dreamed about Them.

She wondered idly what it meant.

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 08:05 PM

Charmless_Anachronism

05-28-2007, 09:10 PM

((J-fizzle, I will totally help you if you need me. We finished our report Thursday. Cross: And, yeah...Emily and Eric and Reno and Ryuu. I never noticed that Emily and Eric have the same letter. I am such a dorkus. Anyways, you guys seem very...mad today. AND, I CANNOT LEAVE YOU TWO ALONE WITH A MESSAGE BOARD THREAD. Cross: I heard about that. I didn't think it was true until Zak said it was. About the leaving thing. What's a little murder between friends? AND Baa: Me and Rere just watched "Shoes." Awesomeness.

CROSS: Yes, you can have more than one character me and 7000dominos have two. ^__^ Don't forget to get with us, eh? Intertwinediness...And, should we be chatting like this? -___-;))

((7000dominos: OH! My friend burnt me Lion King. It is neats. I got to watch the My Musical Episode of Scrubs again. It was soooo funny. Ah.

Errr....ONCE UPON A MATTRESS?!?!?))

I breathed in trying to keep a rhythm. In and out...It was times like this that I coudn't help remembering...

Everything I'd given up.

Growing up, I also knew in the back of my mind, this isn't real. I used to tell myself, when I was angry, that they didn't love me because I didn't belong to them. Emily belonged to them. I was just an outsider they'd accepted into their planned household. I felt most comfortable when it was just me and her. We were brother and sister. We were twins. But with them, I couldn't find the features that matched my parents. My lucid blue eyes, as if water-downed, matched none of their almond shaped eyes that stared back down to me, none told me they loved me...

STOP IT! I cringed. This was the other side teasing me, pushing me. Sooner or later, it would win out completely.

I didn't know where I'd come from, or what I was, but none of that matter. Emily loves...loved me. My parents love me. Everyone here, all the murders, had similiar stories. Lost in a world they didn't belong in.

I wanted to belong. I did belong...

You can never belong. With them. The first night the pain had come, the first night my desires were brought into fruition. Staring in on my sister thinking how easy it would be...destroy any reminders...

I clasped my hands to my head. I couldn't remember. I had to forget.

If I forget, then I'll lose. The first night, I ever thought about stopping was that night when so easily I would've killed...

In all my jobs, I'd never felt guilt for one. It came as second nature, pure desire. When you thirst, you quench that thirst. They were the prey, I was the predator.

But Emily...every time I looked at her I felt guilt. I felt guilty for leaving her, for betraying her. Things I would only admit now.

But never did I feel guilty for killing any other. As long as she's safe, as long as she lives, I will fight against the current that draws me.

((My mom kicked me off...So, I had to wait to post this...

I can only remember a few of the songs...I want the cd, though. I'll have to steal it from my coach. What's your favorite?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-28-2007, 09:49 PM

((OMFGAMHMP OAJFKNAKLDJFAKLJDFKL!!! I just found another paper I got to finish!))

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 11:12 PM

((I'm so confused......There are four people now, instead of two...and a half. Anyway. Anyway...))

It seemed...too...grotesque, too distant to be true. But I couldn't avoid it. The stack of tear-stained copied newspapers were echoed a silent, terrifying scream. Eric's late nights had started with the murders. And there, just two nights ago....the boy that had been killed...at the party I was at. With Eric. With...his girlfriend. My stomach heaved. My eyes burned with tears. I didn't want this. I didn't want it to be true, but I could feel it. I could feel it with some painfully horrifying certainty, deep inside me, where there was still some vestige of connection between me and him. I could feel he was connected with these murders.

I had been right all along. Eric really was in trouble. The thought was worse than any others I'd had at the moment. I had to save him, had to get him out, if not for him, then for me. For my sake. Because I couldn't let my brother be killed...be eaten by the savage thing inside of him.

The angry half of me had prupose and reason to exist and conquer now. The angry side of me told the logical side that maybe a team of police couldn't do it because they didn't have a twin to save on the inside. It screamed at me that I was all that Eric had. It said that it would be dangerous, but that it didn't matter.

From nowhere, Pastor John's voice echoed in my ear, quietly and eerily prophetic. "Greater love has no one than this, that one lay down his life for his friends." John 15:13.

So it wouldn't matter. Mom and Dad would understand. Maybe Eric had forgotten me. But if I could bring him back, I could show him that I still loved him.

7000dominos

05-28-2007, 11:38 PM

(Bored....and procrastinating.))

I sat in my room, grim and unmoving, my eyes still puffy and red from crying, but dry from lack of tears. I couldn't cry any more. The pain in my stomach and chest pounded in a dull ache. It felt like some pieve of me was missing...dying. I stared with vacant eyes into Eric's room: the clothes strewn on the ground, one window cracked so the rank smell didn't fil the house, closet door half open, because he was always late getting ready for school. Ironic, that everything seemed so normal in there, when out here, everything was hectic. You could hardly even tell I'd been in there, could hardly tell the few items of clothing I'd uncovered. He'd done a good job of trying to hide everything from me. I could almost believe--

A phantom tear landed on the palm of my right hand, dragging my eyes down to look at my blood stained fingers. Nausea cluched at my stomach. Not my blood. My mind whirled. I felt dizzy--

The buzz of the washer startled me from my terrifying reverie. I was alone in the house, but I bolted to to Eric's clothes from the washing machine. Three times they'd gone through, the crimson stains fading a little more each time. And still I couldn't remove the blood from my own fingers. I felt stained, and dirty. And relieved. Maybe I was halfway there, halfway to where ever I would find my brother. Halfway to understanding what had caught and killed him.

I dumped more detergent into the great white and black machine and closed the lid. It rumbled to life beneath my fingers. I wished I could climb in, too. I wished I could pull my brother in, and we could be together again, and clean from everything he--we--were mixed up in.

I looked down at my hands again. Stained with blood.

Not my blood.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 12:02 AM

((Umm...Since I'm so lazy....Could someone give me a synopsis of basically what's happened so far?))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:13 AM

((By "someone" I'm gonna go 'head and assume you mean me...cuz there ain't no one else right now. And sure! H/o...))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 01:15 AM

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:15 AM

((Not sure how much I can tell you, cuz I think we're all kinda making this up as we go along, but there's this kid, Charmless's character, who's caught up in this group of assasins, but they are planning to rebel, but that hasn't really factored into it. So far, all we really have is that Charmless's character's sister, who(m?) I play, is kind trying to get him out of it. Yup. That's about it....))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:16 AM

((Kay kay...I just feel weird, randomly entering the RP with no knowledge what so ever about what's going on....Of course, I could just get Charm to re-enact what's happened.....But I would have to wait till tomorrow for that.))

((Meh. No worries.))

((So...........should we even try to RP, or would that require some serious exposition?))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:17 AM

((Oh, and I'm Z, btw. Hi.))

((10...9...8...7...6...5...4...3...2...1...))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 01:44 AM

((Hi Z!

Man...This reminds me of a AA meeting!

Hello. I'm J-Fizzle, and I'm an game-achoholic!))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:48 AM

((:D ))

((Hiiiiiiii Jaaaaaaaaaaaay.))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 01:51 AM

((The first step is admitting you have a problem.))

Cross_of_Swords

05-29-2007, 02:28 AM

((The first step is admitting you have a problem.))

((I thought the first step was getting drunk?!!))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-29-2007, 03:33 AM

((I'm working on the uprise thing.))

Rae dialed the number, numb and distant. Her figures found the buttons easily, Lucy's name flashed across the screen. Rae had tucked herself against a corner facing away from the assassins present at the head quarters. She didn't see Lucy among them. The voice mail picked up, Rae heard her voice, thankful for the comfort it held, the familiarity.

"Lucy..."

"What have you done, Rae?" A hairy, large hand pushed gainst Rae's, shutting the phone quickly in her hands. The phone slipped from her fingers, falling to the ground. Rae slapped him, angry. He knew. She knew, he would know.

"I went through with our plan. It was simple," Rae shrugged as he lent closer, breathing down her neck. His fingers lightly graced against her cheek, caressing softly. His breath smelled heavily of liquor.

"Your drunk." She pressed her fingers lightly to her temples sighing.

"Look, we promised we'd keep this quiet. So don't go telling any of your little friends, you hear Rae," It wasn't a question. He pushed her hands against the walls, fiercly. He thrust his face into her hair, keeping one hand against hers pinned to the wall, he lifted the other running through her hair.

"Pretty Rae. If they only knew what you really looked like," The pressure lessened, and he pushed off slipping back into the shadows. Rae slid to the ground, twisting her wrist in her hand. Damn him when he's drunk... She hated feeling weak. She picked up the fallen phone. A green light blinked on and off; it lived. Tonight everyone would be assembled. The party was about to begin. And one last time, Rae laughed, sick and sorrowful.
_______________________________________

Eric stumbled his way through the room. People's voice reached his ears in hushed whispers. Widened eyes stared at him with mock empathy. He was lost, a puppet to his own wants stumbling through a place where the most skillful of ventrilaquists reigned. He lost to the spinning world around him.

Eric awoke with a start, sweat drenching his clothes. His back was supported by the wooden boards of the wall. His eyes were cast down, furious. It was too hot, burning. Rae knelt beside him, whispering or was she talking? Eric only shrugging her off. He was blind, blind with the anger he'd long repressed. Nothing else existed in this world, but that blind raging anger.

Why had he come here? What was the point...?

He heard her know. Her voice penetrating through.
"Where's the girl, Eric?" Eric tried to remember. A girl? That's right there was a girl. And a party...And, the boy. The boy's who's blood and flesh tasted like a sick mixture of salt and brine. Not one of his favorite jobs. He could feel Rae's fingers touching his arms, she looked so vulnerable. Concern flitted across her smooth, common face. It didn't look normal.

"What's wrong with you?" She knew the answer, but asked it anyway. Rae had secretly desired this, deep down. Eric who had had everything. She had hoped he would lose himself, just like her, just like the rest of them. Now, she was truly sorry. After tomorrow, there would be no going back...or...was this it? Tonight was the night, Eric could never go back.

"I'm fine," He growled pushing her fingers off. He stood up abrutly, losing his balance on the way. He reached out, bracing himself against the wall. Rae slowly stood up as well. Eric wouldn't look at her face. Rae gently, taking his chin in her hands, pulled his face toward her.

"There is a meeting tonight. Downtown. Do. Not. Dissapoint," She smirked letting his face drop. Rae was Rae again. And Eric was gone.

((I decided to write Eric's other part or whatever in third person, and keep his sane part in first. Yeaaaah...I think I got those right...))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 03:58 AM

((I thought the first step was getting drunk?!!))

((Well...that goes without saying...))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 04:12 AM

((Oooh! I was wondering why it sounded different. Duh. :o ))

Lucy collasped to the ground, sucking in great, heaving mouthfuls of stale air. Sweat coursed down her shoulders, and her back ached. The large punching bag hanging above her still swung back and forth, having been attacked with all the fury and anguish Lucy's nightmare had agitated in her.

By her taped hand, Lucy's phone vibrated, a flourescent light flashing purple, red gre-

"Rae," she shortly. "Where are y-" The line went dead. Lucy knew better than to call back, but still her fingers trembled over the redial button. Something was wrong. Something was very, very wrong.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

I was tired. So tired. My eyes ached form sorting through months of newspapers. My throat ached from holding back violent sobs. My back ached from...but it felt so good to be cleaning. While I was here, in Eric's room, folding clothes, vacuuming, even dusting, which I hated with an acute and fervent passion, the dull, pulsing ache inside of me lessened. I could imagine he was here, I could remember him and me as we used to be. The hole in my chest was mended for that short time. But it had been two hours, and now his room was cleaner than mine. Spotless. My arms, shoulders and back were sore. His clothes--all of his clothes--were clean, though my palms were still stained red. I couldn't see it, but I could feel it, feel some foreign blood absolutely burning my skin.

My parents were still out for the night. I was so tired...I crawled onto his newly made bed. It was nearly midnight. Eric probably wouldn't be home for a few hours, then...Some deep sorrow within me dragged my eyelids down. I no longer had the energy to even pull the comforter over my body...From where I was, I could vaguely see my bedroom...empty. Where had the girl gone? But the thought was fleeting, and I could only think of another girl in her place: myself.

Where had that girl gone? And where was her brother?

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 11:16 AM

((Well...that goes without saying...))
((No...First you have a problem. That's why you get drunk!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 08:22 PM

Reno pulled out a stack of papers from the glove box. "If we can't find work here then we can always get these bounties" He waved the stack to motion to the papers. "I picked these up when I went out this morning." Reno always grabbed a few everytime he was out. They never knew if they were going to find work and it was always good to some idea of a job just in case. Actually he preferred the bounties. Also inside the glove box was his weapons of choice. Two matching pistols. Across the barrel the words 'Nightmare After Death' was engraved. He pulled them both out along with the two harnest. He put one harnest around each leg and slid the guns inside. The pistols were jet black with silver designs and engravings. He snapped the glove box shut and looked at Ryuu's hands on the wheel. He didn't need a weapon. The place were he had been for three years was trying to creat a supper human. Thats what he was now...he was meant to be a weapon, and those who knew would treat him like one. Thats why not to many people knew of his ability.
((Whoops...Totally didn't even see this post.... >.<))

Ryuu took the papers out of Reno's hand, driving with his knees as he flipped through pages of the bounties as he effortly weaved through traffic. He didn't depend on his eyes; he mostly relied on his extraordinary hearing to get along. He could even pick up the mechanical clicks of the stoplights changing if he focused enough, but his own sixth sense and periphial vision was usually enough for him to work with. After a quick scan, he threw the papers back onto Reno's lap, grabbing the wheel once again. "Let's leave those for a back up plan...They usually pay better up here." He slid into a parking spot by an abandoned lot, turning the car off. He opened the car door, locking it behind him.

Charmless_Anachronism

05-29-2007, 10:08 PM

((^__^ I'm listening to the best of Disney cd! yay disney))

Rae combed her hair in silence, staring into the cracked mirror. Cracked...just like her.

Broken...unwanted...nothing.

Rae was numb again. For a moment there, I almost felt sorry for them, she smirked. Rae felt the weight of the hair bristling in her fingers, revved with static, fade into nothing. It was insubstanial, unreal. Two muddy brown eyes stared back into Rae's. She turned away, the heavy burdened face putred, and digusting. Rae had broken this very mirror staring back at it. Memories played like movies in Rae's head, like always.
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"I killed him..." Lipstick smeared her lips, mascara dripped down her face. She saw the hand moving in, fast and hard, but she didn't feel it.

"What have you done? Answer me!" A figure in shadow screamed at her.

"He didn't feel a thing," She felt his hands touching hers, lifting her chin up to meet his stone cold gaze. His touch was gentle, caring. But he didn't love her. He'd loved him. "Don't look at me like that! Like you pity me!" She scoffed in disgust. She pulled her face away, pain spread across her face, reopening once sealed wounds.

"He was a monster. He had to die. HE HAD TO DIE!" She held her hands to her face, hoping the pain would end, the blood would stop its flow.

"What did you do to yourself Rae? How could you do this...
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"Ready?" The voice startled Rae, bringing her back from the sleepless nightmare, her unvoiced past. Rae was lost in his dark gaze, lost in his own curioustiy as he searched over her disfigured face.

"Yes." Rae slipped into the guise of the man she had killed, what had seemed like months ago, two days prior. The pieces were beginning to fall into place. The first domino lightly shoved, toppling over each in its path. It was not the time for friendship, the time for love. It was the time for war, it was time to let the world see their faces. To pull off that masks that concealed them Fianlly, it would begin. As the sun descended, the revolution ascended in the twightlight.
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She wasn't in her room.

But he could smell her. He could hear her uneven breathing, even her trembling fingers. She tossed and turned on the bed that had once belonged to him. A nightmare seeming to plague her minds, eating away at her mind.

It would be best to kill her. End the inevitable.

He knelt besides, taking in her sweet scent. He ran his finger through her tossled hair, letting his hand rest on her shoulder.

Don't... A voice echoed in his mind. He stared down at her, emotionless.

He couldn't do it. Not her. Just not her...

He walked away. His footsteps made no sound as he let her sleep.

It didn't matter if she heard him. It didn't matter if she looked and searched. After tonight, it would be too late.

It was too late.

((Poo, poo sister making me get off as soon as she gets home...Bleh to her. Bleh to her I say.))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 10:43 PM

((No...First you have a problem. That's why you get drunk!))

((But having a problem and admitting to the problem are two very different steps.))

((And just so I'm not taking sides: No! First you have to...be born.))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 11:16 PM

((But having a problem and admitting to the problem are two very different steps.))

((And just so I'm not taking sides: No! First you have to...be born.))
((Exactly! But before that, you had to be concieved!))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 11:30 PM

Lucy took a step into the cool night air and breathed deep. She giggled. Something felt different. The air was...electric. The hair on the back of he neck stood on end. She was anxious and excited for...something. Where was Rae? She wondered whether the other girl could feel this change, too. And whether she was as happy for it.

~*~*~*~*~

I sat an watched, entranced, from a distance, as two young children played. The scene was hazy, as if I were watching through clouded glass. If I tried to focus on an image too long, it floated away. I felt disoriented, and always so tired...

The two young children stood as they dared to get to the wide, yawning mouth of the multi-colored canyon. True, they had had to get up very early in the morning, early even for their shared five-year-old eagerness. Worse, even, was the long car ride--nearly and hour in length--without even stopping for ice cream. But now the early morning, and the lack of ice cream didn't seem so bad. The beauty of the canyon was absolutely enthralling.

"How many colors do you think there is?" asked the boy. His wide blue eyes reflected the light of the early morning sunrise. He stared unblinking at the countless layers of blue, purple, pink, yellow, red and orange that shrouded the craggy canyon walls in candy-like glory.

"There are," corrected his sister. "I dunno. Probably a million."

"Nuh-uh. A million is way too big."

"There're lotsa colors, look! I bet there are a million."

"You can't even count that high!"

"Neither can you!"

"Yeah, huh. I just did it last week."

"Do it, then." The girl's twin braids swung over her shoulders in smug satisfaction that could be matched only by the slyness of her grin and the gleam in her dark eyes.

"I forgot," was her brother's quick answer. "Hey, look! A horse!" He pointed excitedly down in the canyon at the mule plodding carelessly along, much to the shagrin of its baffled rider. He smiled proudly at his sister and her now wide, gleeful eyes.

"Wow! Look at that man on it!" Her eyes dulled. "I want to ride...You think Mom and Dad'll let us?"

The boy scoffed. "No way. They said we could only take pictures, and not to ask for anything, remember?"

The girl was silent. The boy's chest puffed up in pride. He had won in the end. He always did. Or he always thought he did. His smile faded as his sister's eyes continued to follow the mule in silent complaint. She could make him feel guilty quite easily. He put his arm around her shoulder.

"Hey, Em, I'm sorry. I bet they will let us ride one. Just for a little bit."

"No, they won't. They said." She looked over her shoulder at her parents. They were off taking pictures of some other pretty colors somewhere else. "Let's go, Mom said only for a little bit."

But she was still upset. He could tell. And it hurt him to see her upset. Suddenly, his eyes brightened. As his sister walked slowly, dejectedly back toward her parents, he sat down on the ground and scooted closer to the edge of the canyon, slowly sliding one leg over the edge...

After a moment, the girl noticed her brother was not with her. She turned, exasperated, her dreams of riding the mule forgotten for the moment, as was custom in her five-year-old eager to learn, eager to move on mind.

Unfortunately, her brother wasn't like that. He was detirmined and stubborn. So when she turned and saw his small hand clinging to the edge of the canyon, it was all she could do not ot scream.

((Getting carried away...don't worry, I'm almost done.))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 11:32 PM

((Exactly! But before that, you had to be concieved!))

((And before that you're parents had to meet...Well. I guess they didn't have to meet, but we'll take the high (less promiscuous) road.))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-29-2007, 11:49 PM

((And before that you're parents had to meet...Well. I guess they didn't have to meet, but we'll take the high (less promiscuous) road.))

((....But what if you're an....ALIEN! :eek:

Hmm...Charm...I feel like putting my weird-a** RP on here....))

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 11:58 PM

In my sleep, I bit the inside of my cheek. My brow furrowed in fear, anger, detirmination, confusion. I made a small sound, willing myself to wake up. I could not.

Someone entered the room and left. I was unaware.

The dream went on.

"Eric!" the girl yelped running to the edge of the canyon and looking over. Her young brother clung with desperate fingers and fearful eyes to the nearly vertical canyon wall.

"Em! I just wanted to see if we could ride the horse," he explained, terrified. "Emily! Get Dad! Hurry!"

"No!" she nearly yelled. "You're going to fall!" She grabbed his hand and started to pull.

"NO!" he hissed. "You're not strong enough! I'll pull you over!"

"You can't hold on until Dad gets here!" She looked again over her shoulder, dark eyes filled with fear and tears. Her parents were blocked from view by the big "Grand Canyon" sign which she had so proudly read on their way in. How long ago it seemed now. "I can help you! Please! Let go!"

"No, Em! We'll both fall then. Just go!" He yelped as he grip slipped and he slid down the wall a quarter of an inch.

But little Emily was stubborn, too. And oh so loyal to her brother. She grabbed his hand without a second of hesitation, and yanked up fiercely. It looked like she would get him up, then-

Suddenly, the scene changed. I was whimpering now, the sheets were tangled around my legs and entwined in the iron grip of my fingers.

Eric and Emily, brother and sister, twins, begin to change with their surroundings. Their hair and legs and torsos grew. Both became taller, older versions of themselves, and both kept the fear in their eyes. The sand and dirt melted away to be replaced by concrete. Trees evaporated, and buildings, familiar buildings grew up their place. The two were in their own neighborhood, nothing changed, save for the gaping hole in the middle of the street. Over Eric's shoulder, Emily could see the sneering faces of "Camille" and her cat-eared friend, along with many others. They stared up at her, smug with defeat, calling Eric's name.

"No!" she shrieked again, her voice now the voice of 17 year old Emily.

"Go, Em, go. Leave me!" Eric shouted back at her, pity in his eyes.

"No! You'll fall!"

"I'm going to take you with me," he argued. "Just go. Go!"

Emily started to pull her brother back out of the yawning hole, stubborn as always. Then Camille leapt up the enormous height and grabbed his leg.

Emily was no match for the extra weight. She lost her balance and toppled over the edge, into the blackness. As she and Eric fell, she tried to reach out to him, to pull him from Camille's grasp, but when he looked at her, his face was different. Frightening in some way. She screamed and pulled back, falling into a pit even as the new, scary Eric and Camille landed on some shelf of safety and danger. The last thing she was the mouth of the hole actually developing teeth, great white teeth pushing from the edge of the gaping walls, and swallowing her whole.

Emily sat up. Her mouth was opened in a terrified scream, but no sound came out. It was several moments before she could even breathe again. It had been ages since she'd dreamt of that trip to Arizona. That was when she'd developed her fear of heights: after she and her brother had nearly fallen over the side. Luckily, her father had grabbed them just in time. The scolding they'd received was enough to make neither one of them ever want to even look at a mule again.

But in this dream, there had been no Dad to save her and her brother at the last minute.

No. She was on her own in the dream. And she was on her own now.

7000dominos

05-29-2007, 11:58 PM

((....But what if you're an....ALIEN! :eek:

Hmm...Charm...I feel like putting my weird-a** RP on here....))

((....Uh................))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-30-2007, 12:20 AM

((....Uh................))
((It's got crazy doctors that like to cut peoples up in it! ^-^))

Cross_of_Swords

05-30-2007, 01:24 AM

Reno smiled eyeing his brother sarcastically, "And you say I'm a reckless driver. He smirked at his comment. "Thats true, we could do both. We do have alot of bills to pay." He propped his arm against the cold window. "Also a group of assassin's are meeting down town tonight. Why don't we check it out?" He asked purposely not giving away were he had gotten the information. He didn't know the guy and going here was probably a reckless idea, but what was life without taking risk. Reno was confident that he could take anyone who stood in his way. He looked intently at Ryuu for an answer, "I figure it's a good chance for us to catch up on whats go'n on. After all we havn't done anything in a little over a month." He unrolled his window greeted by the cool air that rushed in. Reno pushed a strand of dark hair out of his eyes and behind his ear were he had hoped it would stay. Do his dissapointment it flushed back into his face. He gave up and just let it remain there.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-30-2007, 01:47 AM

Ryuu leaned against the car, looking out at the abandoned lot, a scowl plastered on his face. "I don't know...Assassins can be tricky to deal with...And you aren't known for your tact." He was more afraid that Reno would pick a fight than what idiot things could come out of his mouth. Reno tended to be quite hot-headed at times, much to Ryuu's distress. "Let's just get the job over first...Then I'll think about it."

A man walked seemed to materilize out of no where, walking up to Ryuu. He handed him a paper, walking back a few feet from him. Ryuu ignored this; he was used to it. The man was one of Cross's friends; he didn't like humans at all. But, he usually had the best jobs, so Ryuu always stopped here first. He scanned the paper, looking at the pictures, criminal records, the sort. The price was about $1,500; not bad for a job estimated to take less than 30 minutes. "A petty rich-boy who's been charged for rape...Looks like the girl he raped was a crime mob's boss. What do you think Reno?" He handed him the file through the window of the car.

Charmless_Anachronism

05-30-2007, 01:56 AM

((Wow, that was really good, 7000dominos. ))

Rae's bulbous figure walked briskly down the side of the side-walk, his bright red hankerchief jutting out. She was met with slight disdain and respect. The guise calling forth familiarity in the corrupt downtown area. Street urchins, assassins, thieves, came together alike on these streets. Few faces were distingishable in the cool night air. All faces seemed turned away as if in guilt or grief for their past avocations. Rae's guise wore a handsome polyester suit, silver pinstripes reaching down to his toes. Rings of all different colors decorated the man's fat fleshy fingers, a necklace with a bright ruby in the center fell just over his heart. He was a reflection of wealth and prosperity in the dirty pools of water collected on the sides of the gutters. His fingers felt past the stained hanker-chief, grasping tightly to his desired, a small blue cell-phone. He turned half-way in an alley, hanging his face forward as he dialed the number. Sooner or later, all of her kind would know what was done here tonight, but there were others that she thought, deserved front row seats.

"Lucy," Rae's voice filtered out of the man's wide-jawed, jagged toothed mouth. "come as quickly as possible to the downtown area. Toward Don Augustin's hang-out. You'll find it. You won't miss it," The words held double meaning as Rae slid the phone shut. She didn't wait for an answer, in this, Lucy would find urgency. Rae turned off the phone. There was nothing more to say. The wind began to pick-up, blowing viciously at her matching pinstripe bowler hat. Storm clouds, gathered by the sprightly winds, rumbled ever nearer, setting the stage. A storm was brewing on the streets and in the skies. Perfect weather, Rae smiled grimly, meaning every word.
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Eric leant casually against the brick wall of H.Q., staring vacantly across the street. There were two men there. He didn't recognize them, but he didn't know most of his "co-workers."

Eric felt empty. As if something was missing from inside him.

Pain, infectious pain spread through his body. He could feel his heart beat, pounding against his chest. Or was it his chest? Eric had never wondered, never wanted to know what made him and his sister so different. He was content living with them. He never questioned his strong immune system, hardly ever catching any contagious diseases, or how he could sometimes hear his sister complaining about him to her friends from two rooms away. He wondered now if his heart was really in there. Maybe I don't even have a heart. He let out out an exasperated sigh. The pain was light, bearable. There was another pain, sheltered deep with in that twisted and insinigrated all of his insides. Convoluted memories and deep-rooted emotions tore swiftly and persistently at his heart.

This is stupid... Eric impatiently, hopelessly shrugging off the feelings. Eric smiled. This was boring, waiting out here. Eric was bored and extremely hungry, bloodthirsty.

It was time to satiate the hunger.

((J-fizzle, you're estatic enthusiam is only matched by your sick weirdness...^__^ That's why I love ya. Good times. But anyway, SIGN ME UP!...Well, after I read it. Cross and I were talking about sock hangings today. ))

Cross_of_Swords

05-30-2007, 01:59 AM

Reno snached the papers from his hand. He didn't look over them that long, "A jobs a job. I say we take it." He continued to look over the paper. "Pretty boys aren't always that big of a challenge." He snickered. He looked at the snap shots of the girl that had been raped and his smile faded into a tight frown. He looked down his eyes shadowed by his hair. "We're taking it!" His voice was harsh. He hated to see a girl beaten. He couldn't stand it! He quickly shuffled the papers and handed them back to Ryuu. "I know you've already read it! Where was the last he was seen?" Reno never really read what was in the documents only looked at the pictures. He tried to manage his voice to sound calm and professional to his demise his voice cracked in frustration.

Cross_of_Swords

05-30-2007, 02:04 AM

((Knowing my luck that girl will find it and do the same thing:mad: That or someone will manage to create the seen again.:rolleyes: ))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-30-2007, 02:29 AM

((She's probably stalking you. Socks and all. I'm seeing rainbow toe socks here that would totally set the scene. ^__^ Maybe I'll have to re-create it. Anyway, Rere is kicking me off. She's addicted to myspace now. Bye))

Cross_of_Swords

05-30-2007, 02:36 AM

((Funny thats how I pictured it. Well at least I was picturing stripes. I don't know she wasn't literate enough to describe them causing my imagination to take over...thats not always the best thing. Here let me find the exact post:
She even considered killing herself, or maybe mocking it. Stripping off the stockings she was wearing, she ripped them into strips and began to fashion a rope with them. She tied it to the top of one of the bars, tied the other end around her neck, and pulled. Pulled until she began to cough up blood, and then fainted. Blood streamed out of her open mouth and her glassy eyes stared straight ahead. She looked genuinely dead, but her heart still pumped slowly, and blood spilled on to the floor.

The funny thing is me and Jada thought about stopping her but never made it that far))

7000dominos

05-30-2007, 04:03 AM

((:o I thought we agreed not to do that anymore! Besides, I was just kinda making things up as I went along. I was just lucky it worked out that way. And besides, besides, I'm only trying to match your stuff. You NEVER run out of things to say!))

Lucy was on her way by the time Rae clicked her phone shut. Another job, another...obligation. Lucy wanted--no, needed out. Shw was so bored with her life. She wanted new things, she wanted new secrets, her own secrets, or, God forbid, maybe even NO secrets. Is was bliss to even imagine a life where she could do, say and act what and how she wanted. No rules to follow, only her own back to watch.

And what if Rae could come? Maybe she would throw away her tattered and dangerous secrets, too. The girls wiere strong and independent. Together, they'd go far.

Lucy giggled as she rounded the corner to the crowded downtown section of the grimy city and pulled her key from the ignition.

~*~*~*~*~*~

I sat, shaking, on Eric's bed, silenced and paralyzed by my inevitably prophetic dream. I swallowed hard to keep from gagging. It couldn't be true....There had to be another option. Anything was better than--

But hadn't I said that before? Hadn't I given my life already in some unspoken promise? To save him? Eric? My brother? Maybe the dream was some eerie confirmation? That I would succeed? That maybe Eric could be saved?

But it hadn't ended that way. No. According to my dream, there were two options: lose Eric, or die.

But this wasn't a dream. This was my life. And Eric was still my brother, no matter what kind of terrible monster was living in him. In real life, we'd been saved. Maybe I didn't have Dad's help this time, but that didn't matter. The fact was that if I hadn't grabbed Eric's hand when I did, he would've died.

So maybe I couldn't do it all by myself. But it was by myself that I'd make my start.

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-30-2007, 11:43 PM

((Oh....Yeah I remember that....It didn't really make any sense...I mean, there's really no bleeding with stranglation, is there?))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-31-2007, 12:01 AM

((Whelps, it's magically night now, Cross! You can post; I'm done editing.))

Ryuu shook his head sadly. He had underlined the rape thing before, but of course, Reno never listened. He always gets worked up when woman or children are involved... Ryuu gave the papers back to the man, nodding. The man promptly slunk back into the shadows, his presence gone immediately. He walked back to the other side of the car, easing into the driver’s seat. He turned the key in the ignition, the car giving a gentle purr as it jumped to life. He slide back into the chaos of the city streets, gliding through traffic with ease. He turned off the heat in exchange for the AC, rolling up the windows as he did; he turned up the radio just to the point that the brothers could still hear themselves without having to worry about eavesdroppers.

Ryuu turned down an alley leading downtown, stirring a dust storm in his wake. His eyes were focused on the road, but his head was turned toward Reno. "...The last place he was seen was a night club called Garder Caché. Supposedly, he's hiding out there." Ryuu turned to Reno, eyes devoid of emotion. "Do we wait till morning, or...?" He stopped the car suddenly. The hair's on the back of his neck prickled; something was wrong. He could feel it. He opened his door, greeting the night. A drop of rain fell on his face, tracing down his cheek like a single tear. He sniffed the air; an acrid scent burned his nostrils. He cover his nose with a hand, the smell overwhelming his senses. "Ugh...What is this?" He closed his eyes, concentrating. The familiar crackle and popping of burning wood faintly reached his ears. His eyes shot open; he began a mad dash down the alley, emerging onto the street.

Something was burning.

Don Augustin was burning.

The named popped into Ryuu's mind; he had heard Cross talk about the man many times. Apparently, he was the one of the biggest crime bosses around. Now, he was burning.

Rain pelted Ryuu now, soaking him to the bone. But he could rest. He could hear the screams of people trapped in the inferno, feel their panic like it was his own. Without a thought, he ran toward the building, ramming through the front door.

Charmless_Anachronism

05-31-2007, 12:31 AM

Rae was there in front of Don Augstin's den. She stood idly by the front, dressed in the wolf's clothing, Don Augustin. The rain was pouring now, beating hard against her uncovered body. Rain slid off the tip of her bulky nose, wetting the gelled-synthetic hair. Don Augustin looked out of place just standing there. Inside, riches and stolen goods welcome his grimey and wanting fingers. Here there was nothing, only the dirt burlap sack he so desperately grasped onto. The sack looked beyoned dirty, beyond filthy. The light brown of the sack kept constant near the top. Descending down, the once abiding brown began to fade into flagitious foreshadow. The sack was saturated in a dark liquid, seeping out into the outer edges, out through the bottom. But Don Augustin just stood there, a picture of lonliness and desolation. Slowly, firmly the man pulled the looped edges of the sack toward him, loosening the clasped top. And with the same deliberate assurance, his fingers shot through, reaching.

"What have you done, Rae?"

Her fingers felt the greasiness within, questionably stirring the contents.

He was an empty shell, a monster. He couldn't love you back! Not like I could.

She felt the rotting softness and the hard stone underneath.

"Rae, what have done to yourself?"

The bag began to fall, leaving her folly naked.

"I want to be beautiful. Don't look at me with those eyes! Those beautiful eyes like you pity me. Don't cry. You're weak if you cry."

Slowly and surely, she began to step forward into the barren street.

"Rae, what have you become?"

Heads turning, gasps issuing from passerby mouths. They gaped at her, fear spreading onto their faces, tensing their bodies.

I purged him from this world. Now, he will not have to be looked down upon. I have ended his suffering. Can't you see that?It was the only way. Don't you believe me?

A low rumble began to swallow the city. Akin to thunder, its crescendo submersing those in its momumentous power.

I am the empty shell, I am the monster.
I must be purged.
I must be purged.
I must be purged.

Quiet. Deafening silence in its wake.

Then there was the boom.

Fire burst forth from the windows of Don Augustin's. Engulfing those inside.

And Rae was Rae again. The head of Don Augustin slick with blood, slipping in her hands.

((...Err..I guess I'm getting a little creepy there. Heh.

I can't resist! Psh..luck. LIES! Lies I say. -___-; Yeaaaah...I've got like nothing for Eric right now...I don't think Cross and Baa will make an appearance tonight. We've got finals tomorrow.))

Charmless_Anachronism

05-31-2007, 12:34 AM

((Huh. You did get on, Baa!))

Baa.Baa.Blacksheep

05-31-2007, 01:04 AM

((Yeah...I do that sometimes....))

7000dominos

05-31-2007, 02:38 AM

((No worries.))

((And...just make him go to his house, if you don't mind. Find any sort of melodramatic reason you want. I'll have Emily trail him out on his next escapade.))

Lucy's eyes widened. Things were definately wrong. The air felt alive with....death. And rebellion and danger. Without thinking, she leapt out of her car, grabbed Rae by the hand, and dragged her back inside quickly.

"Rae, what are you thinking?? What happened?" she hissed, staring out the window in awe. The fingers that clutched the steering wheel were white.

~*~*~*~*~

It was three thirty am. My eyes burned from sleepiness, but I couldn't bear to fall asleep again. Instead, I focused on sorting through my newspaper clips. In every murder, there was never anyone to arrest, but always someone benfitted. A divorcee came into money, a trust fund opened up, even a case or two of sublte revenge. But the people who benefitted could never be found to be the killer. There was never a murderer.

I don't know why I hadn't seen it earlier: Eric's late nights, new company, blood stained clothes. He was involved in the string of murders. He had to be. How, I didn't know. Blackmail? THe idea raked ice cold fingers of fear through my heart. Maybe Eric was in more trouble than I thought. It was obvious he had changed. He didn't--or couldn't--want my help. I would have to drag him out of that accursed hole myself. If only I knew where to find him...If only I could find his hand to grab.

Charmless_Anachronism

05-31-2007, 03:42 AM

((Sure, no prob.

Baa: Haha...bleh to you.

Post my reply tomorrow...I got on too late. I need to go to bed here in a couple minutes...))

Cross_of_Swords

05-31-2007, 09:26 PM

Reno was shocked by Ryuu's sudden exit he quickly got out of the car about to follow the path his brother had oddly taken, but relized that his brother had not even taken the keys out of the ignition. He shut his door and walked over to the open door on the drivers side sliding into the slightly damp seat and shut the door. He figured he had better at least park the car.

Reno shoved his hands into his jean pockets now walking slower not sure where his brother had run off to. He smelled the air the way Ryuu had but wasn't sure what it was. Since Ryuu had sygery he could pick up on scents and noises normal people couldn't. He lightly ran his finger around his eye patch, the rain pounding heavy now against his broad shoulders. He shook his head, "Damn! We don't have time for this, Ryuu!" He started to debate on whether or not he would leave his brother and head for the club. He thought that he had seen it before. Of course Ryuu would be upset if Reno ditched him even if Ryuu had ditched Reno first.