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Post by shazzy on Aug 21, 2010 22:56:25 GMT -5
DESTINY [/color][/color][/color][/color] weaved her force to fix the natural order Fate worked in strange ways. It has the power to make things happen. Fate brought them all together destiny had already foreseen. Intended them where all of them to carry out what fate and destiny had planned for them long before hand.
Around the tables at Mount Olympia Zeus has drawn them. Gods and Goddesses all so very beautiful. Striking fear into the hearts of men. Their time was diminishing drawing to an end. Too many sins they had committed. Too many lives manipulated because of them. How could they control the lives of mortals when their own existence was tainted? Down below the lands once prosperous, rich with food fell into drought. Nights dragged on as the gods grew tardy and idle. In mount Olympia they continued their hateful feuds until finally the people had turned away. No longer did they believe.
With mortals beliefs now turning elsewhere it came to pass certain calm. Days with out anything. Not a breeze not a single drop of rain. There was just a sheer bleak emptiness. It was at this Zeus summoned all the gods for their sins they would pay dearly a life of mortality. No longer could they lead a race when their own faults outweighed that of humans. If only they had known then what they sentenced the world too. Its demise would now be inevitable unless…
Throughout the ages their descendants had lived all blissfully unaware of their great heritage. As wars erupted, sickness plaguing the world one by one they’d disappearing into the darkness. Now in present times only a few remained.
Destiny and fate twisting everything altering wait they dare, all the while waiting patiently. A prophecy predicted by the two was coming to pass.
Although both played parts in the future of the world neither could fully predict what would happen. Will over rule them both. Sheer will possessed by the humans. It had been their sheer will which had first caused the problems for the gods. No longer could they control them idly has they had once.
On the dim lit streets in central London the girl lay unconscious. In a different time zone in a different country the boy began to stir now wide awake their paths would become entwined as both fate and destiny predicted for even now the endless darkness drew stronger. Already it dwelled in the hearts of the humans. Without faith it had been easy to take control of their lives. Every hateful thought grew from this very thing. If fed on your soul till eventually it would kill you. Every war the cause from this very thing.
Sasha the decent from the great god Apollo shared nothing of his traits. In every way she was so very unlike her noble heritage. God of music, prophecies, poetry, and archery. Where happiness had filled his heart not of that had reached this girl. Now as she lay on the stone cold hard cement unconscious destiny began to replay her story.
She lived and breathed darkness. Years ago her parents and younger siblings had perished n a car accident while she had slept peacefully in the comfort of friends. Like pulling a trigger to a gun the darkness fired foster home after foster home she’d lived in each time her situation growing worse. Till finally breaching breaking point darkness had consumed her soul.
A first glance to the girl revealed her beautiful self. A woman, around the age of twenty so stunningly beautiful. In both appearance and every other aspect. With a certain aura about her so enticing beckoning you forward. The traits of a goddess
Then the darkness choose to reveal it self displaying its true form. Her pale complexion sickly on a terrible thin body. That radiant hair you’d first seen now dirty and hanging lankly falling, covering her eyes. With bruises covering her body her wrist displaying the clears signs of needle marks. To prove the suspicions one might have almost tauntingly the needle lay by her side. Darkness mocking every one of them.
On the other side of the world the 17 year old boy gazed quietly up at his mansion having snuck out just moments before. Another prodigy to this sad misfortune tale destiny and fate where weaving.
Together they worked. Fate with destiny. Destiny with fate. In a perfect sync everything in their power would be done. On the path of discovery they would all find themselves at the inevitable battle drew closer. They, together both knew, realized the difficulty of the task. Already so many of the descendants had perished over the ages. Falling pray to their ancestors sins. Destiny, Fate together they could only pray as their gazes focused on the boy, Trent replaying his past. FATE predetermined The inevitable events predestined by this force
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Post by squirrel on Aug 21, 2010 23:09:51 GMT -5
Ooooo someone already claim this rp???
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Post by shazzy on Aug 21, 2010 23:25:29 GMT -5
Nope, I'm just putting up random threads xD I'm booored feel free too post if you want.
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Post by squirrel on Aug 21, 2010 23:41:09 GMT -5
yea claim!!!!
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Post by shazzy on Aug 21, 2010 23:46:00 GMT -5
Sweetness
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Post by vamperious on Aug 22, 2010 0:18:25 GMT -5
lol ya'll r dorks lol have fun- imma be reading it though lol
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Post by shazzy on Aug 22, 2010 1:00:42 GMT -5
Zombieees taste like chicken. xD
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Post by squirrel on Aug 23, 2010 0:02:03 GMT -5
((Ok so I have three character's that I really like so I think...if it's ok I'm going to use all three....is that ok?))
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Post by shazzy on Aug 23, 2010 2:48:34 GMT -5
Yes thats totally fine ^^
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Post by squirrel on Aug 23, 2010 19:30:22 GMT -5
Oh how the world works in mysterious ways but in the ways that we cannot see. For those who play the games and live the sin never truly learn. For three very unlucky players they do not know that they sin, they just do. Not knowing ones past can lead to so much hatred and pain, not only to themselves but to many around them.
Clay lay wreck to the earth around him, something he should be holding praise for and giving as much as he takes, he does not. He burns, destroys and leaves pain everywhere he goes unlike his heritage that had given to the earth. Clay acted nothing like his ancestor Gaia who was the land and the life around it.
And here he plays his game in the heart of Russia, running from town to town having his fun. Not a care in the world for those around and no morals with it. “Burn!” He screamed as he threw a lit match to a house.
The sweet trickle of water drips down the window pane. The smell of wet cement enters through the slightly cracked window. An echoing buzz fills her head and she sits up in bed glancing at the alarm clock and shuts it off. She slides out of bed and stretches her full 5’8 height. She sorts through her closet and pulls out some faded blue jeans with one of her favorite olive green poly cotton button up shirt “Morning Morana, headed to the shelter?” Her roommate called to her as she headed for the door and grabing a dark blue blazer “Morning Dezi, be back later”
She closes the door and walks through the yard past a white picket fence, strolling down the side walk. A couple of drops find their way past the tree tops and land on her head. Five blocks down the street Morana crosses the major street, seven blocks down and enters a homely looking soup kitchen
“And there’s Wonder woman, come to save the day” “What’d you screw up this time Chase?” “It wasn’t me this time, Justin’s the one that got the order wrong” “Only cause I couldn’t read your chicken scratch writing” A man about six foot walks out of the back kitchen with a large pot in his hands and sets it on the counter and playfully shoves Chase “How much damage?” Morana walks behind the counter, hangs up her blazer, puts on an apron and washes her hands “Well today is suppose to be clam chowder day but we only have enough clam chowder ingredients for two pots” Chase glances at Justin.
“Alright save one of the pots for the lunch-dinner rush and I’ll go make some more pots of another soup and then before the dinner rush I’ll go get more clam chowder ingredients” “Like I said Wonder Woman” “Don’t think you’re getting out of this Chase, you’re helping me in the back. Justin can keep an eye out in front” “Why me? I hate cooking” “Punishment, ha” Morana pushes Chase into the back kitchen.
Unlike her family Morana didn’t like to throw away life, she hated to waste what she could give. She didn’t like to admit that her great ancestor was the god of the underworld. It was a mood killer and Morana tried to deny her history as much as she could, but that history is about to come and haunt her some more.
As far back as she could remember she had a deathly fear of water, she even hated drinking water and rarely drank it. She didn’t swim, she doesn’t play in the rain and most of all she takes showers as quickly as she can. She doesn’t know where this hatred of water came from but she did know that she didn’t want anything to do with it. Fire on the other hand was her best friend, she played with it, learned from it and helps to understand who she was…or so she thought. Alawen didn’t know cause none of her family thought that it was a good idea to tell her that one of her great ancestors was Poseidon.
Alawen slowly ascended the stairs to the large house, the cab dropped her off shortly before the family reunion. She never really cared for these things but if she didn’t attend her family would give her hell to the end of the earth and she liked her privacy. She knocked on the door and a maid let her in addressing her properly. She just nodded her head and grabbed a glass of wine on a passing by butler. She walked into one the large rooms off the side of the entrance way and there were already plenty of people there “Ah, my daughter finally comes home” she heard from behind her and she turned around slowly “Hello mother” she said in a monotone “And what do I owe for this grace” her mother’s sarcasm was even worse than hers.
“Only a hug and a warm welcoming as always mother” they hugged each other “where’s father?” Alawen asked taking sip of her wine, her mother held her glass up pointing to the study “Where he always is” her mother sighed in irritation as always. An argument that Alawen knew too well but she left it alone as she always did and started toward the study.
This is where we start our game.((Hopes this works))
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Post by shazzy on Aug 28, 2010 4:05:10 GMT -5
A gleam in his eye Trent strolled along the path head bent hands burried deep in his pockets. Just another amazing party he could sneak off to. Fortunately his parents were as per usual completely unaware of his ghastly habits. If his mother only knew what he got up to of a night surely she'd have a fit. With a cockish grin he turned a corner his eyes befalling the house, " Party Time. " Waving towards one of his friends he head over to the house. " So
It was with bright blazing lights that Sasha came to. Her head pounding her her mind a blank too what had happened. With a soft groan she moved her hand to her head peicing together where she was. A hospital. Great just what she needed. Blinking her eyes slowly she looked up with mild disdain at the nurse intently watching her. Yes, she was just one of those drug addicts in and out of hospital. Like the nurse cared for the reasons she took the drugs. Nor the happiness it brought her. A release from reality like that was welcomed with open arms. Of course there was the madatory, ' Rehab talk ' A place where the hospital cured all drug addicts from the ailes making them much better people. Like hell she'd ever go to one of those places. As soon as the nurse left she swung her legs over the side of the bed snatching up her clothes and changing quickly. Time to make a bee line for the exit and get the hell out of her. Giving a quick scan of the hall way she moved fast, racing towards the elevator.
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Post by squirrel on Sept 4, 2010 0:06:04 GMT -5
Clay had finished with his last town and was getting quite bored with this place, he needed to find some place new to play. He had the money to go anywhere he wanted but where was the key. He walked back into his small place of residence and looked at a map surfing the net to try and find a place that he wanted to go. He had no ties and no one to tell him that they were going to miss him "Hmph" he said tapping his chin.
The night ran on really well for Morana and she hung up her apron for the night and the three of them walked out "So what's the plan now?" Justin asked and Chase shrugged his shoulders "I know of a party that we can go to" Chase offered up and they both looked at Morana. She was always the deciding factor cause she never really went to parties. "Well I guess I can. I don't have anything going on tonight and I'm sure I will be quite bored back home" They both had huge smiles "Alright well it should be getting started right now" So they all headed off to the party.
Alawen made her rounds at her parent's house and then slipped out the back door and around to the front to get back in the cab. She made her appearance so that should do it for now. The cab driver looked at her and she handed him an address to a wild party where she could relieve the stress of seeing her family today.
The cab pulled up not to shortly after taking off to a nice house where there was loud music playing and liquor being passed around. "Thank you, here and keep the change" "Thank you miss" the cab driver said with a smile and she got out of the cab. She walked up to the front door. "Hey Sara. How's the party?" "Getting better as the night goes on. Here" she handed her a drink "What's this?" Alawen asked "does it matter" "good point" she said and took a decent sip of the drink "Not bad" she commented as they moved further into the house.
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Post by shazzy on Sept 4, 2010 0:30:32 GMT -5
Half an hour was all it took for her to stumble around in the blinding sun and find her dealer. She was desperate for a hit something that would just make her forget it all. Such was life. Holding her new prized possession she wove around the street keeping to herself not wanting to attract any attention to herself. People, they annoyed her shetried her best too keep away fro, everyone. The world was her enemy. It went against her true persona a goddess who loved the sun. Now she tried her best to hide from it, drown out her problems with the drugs. They made everything numb she could live in her own delusion.
Trent took another swig of his beer completely loosing himself in the party. Reality was a bitch and this was his escape. Freedom away from his crappy life and his familly. Raising the bottle too his lips he drowned the contents then began to walk back around the house. " Come on Trent come dance with us. " With a smirk he made his way towards two of his friends. " Last time I danced with you two I woke up in the middle of a street naked, You two kept egging me on and getting me too drink heaps. Why should I trust you two girls this time?" Walking away from them he made it back towards the fridge grabbing more alcohol then turned up the music changing the song. " Alright this I can dance to. "
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Post by squirrel on Sept 4, 2010 2:35:58 GMT -5
Clay finally choose a destination so that it was finally time to go to bed. He packed a small bag, he would just get some new things when he got to his new home. It wouldn't be that great, just a small bedroom and a few things that he would have delivered later. Then once that was done he got a small something to eat and then went to bed.
Morana and the boys arrived at the party and a couple of people greeted them and then they grabbed drinks. Then the boys just disappeared "Stupid boys" she hissed to herself and just walked through the house trying to find something to do.
"who's that?" Alawen pointed to a guy on the dance floor with a couple of girls. "Oh that's Trent, he parties a lot with us" Alawen was surprised, she had never seen this guy before and something about him made her feel comfortable. She wanted to go up to him and talk to him. See if she had ever met him before, she walked over to the dance floor and got in between him and the girls dancing on him "Excuse me, I don't mean to...actually yes I do. I mean to interrupt you. Have I met you some where else before? You seem so familiar" Sarah's jaw was on the floor, she knew that Alawen always did things like this but she had never had witnessed it before.
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Post by shazzy on Sept 13, 2010 21:13:56 GMT -5
Sasha was already half gone as she stumbled about her messy appartment. Groaning she reached out grabbing onto the wall for support. All she had to do was make it to the bed, then she could sleep it of escape from the sun. Slowly she began to make her way towards her room. Stupid sun, why couldn't it go away. She needed to sleep, she needed away from it. Slipping to the ground her mind in a whirl she remained seated ready too pass out any second. It would be easier that way, escaping from reality. As her eyelids grew heavy she let the darkness engulf her as she passed out.
Trent could sense people looking at him girls no doubt. With a charming smile he turned his head eyes landing on Alawen. Instantly a shocked expression fell on his face as he squinted eyeing her up. No he'd never seen her before..or had he. She looked rather familiar, then again he was quite the player at time. Heck He was attractive unfortunately he was all too aware of it a trait that made him rather cocky. Was she perhaps someone he knew, a girl he messed around with? Snapped out of his thoughts as one of the girls ran a hand along his arms he turned back. With a smirk his hands drifted over the bodies of the girls as he pressed up against them dancing. Here he could totally loose himself in the music. " Excuse me who do you think you are?" One of the girls spoke rudely. Opening his eyes he looked at the three girls curiously. " Well, as much as I dig chick fights now isn't the time. " Besides, that girl was much too interesting. Some how he knew her, now was time to find out how. Reaching out he grabbed her wrist lightly pulling her away from the two girls. " Trust me, you don't want to interupt them. Harpies will probably gauge your eyes out if they got the chance. " A sneer crossing his face he studied her. " You..look so familiar. " For a moment his expression faltered, a look of uncertianty crossing his face before replacing it with a cocky grin. " Did we fuck, I think i'd remember if we had...but I suppose not." Raising his eyebrows he looked at her waiting an answer.
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