FeralHeart Roleplay => Forum Based Roleplay => Human & Humanoid Roleplays => Topic started by: RedRedRose on November 20, 2014, 09:35:00 pm
Title: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 20, 2014, 09:35:00 pm
NOTE: This roleplay is very much similiar to Sherlolly's Purge-themed Roleplay, but I did ask for her permission before creating this. If anyone is squeamish or uncomfortable with blood and gore, I owuld add use you to read no further.
(http://static.tumblr.com/a9f747a706587aa1f1ce801515d27257/q0vdjoy/4Iamoepi3/tumblr_static_purge8.gif) "This is not a test.
This is your Emergency Broadcast System announcing the commencement of the Annual Purge sanctioned by the U.S. Government. Weapons of Class 4 and lower have been authorised for use during the Purge. All other weapons are restricted. Government officials of ranking 10 have been granted immunity from the Purge and shall not be harmed. Commencing at the siren, any and all crime, including murder, will be legal for 12 continuous hours. Police, fire and hospital aid will be unavailable until the next morning, 7AM, when the Purge concludes.
Blessed be our new founding Fathers and America. A nation reborn."
In 2021, crime and unemployment rates in the United States have reached unprecedented lows. The country is now governed by the New Founding Fathers of America who have enacted The Purge, a twelve-hour period held from 7:00 PM to 7:00 AM annually in which all crime (including murder, theft, and rape) is completely legal. The only rules during the Purge are: that government officials of "ranking 10 or higher" must remain unharmed and the usage of weaponry above "Class 4" are forbidden. Also, police and emergency services are suspended during this time period. Anyone who doesn't follow the rules of The Purge will be executed. Though presented as a release of negative emotions and repressed urges, the Purge really serves as a form of population control as the poor and the homeless are victims during this period.
Many only support the Purge out of fear, but some believe in the good it does. Those who decide to make the most of the Purge are named 'Purgers', some of which belong to groups that are highly feared and respected. Those who support the Purge must equip their house with a bunch of blue flowers of any kind, or else they will be seen as acts of rebellion against the government and undoubtedly be executed.
Many companies are in competition to sell the best security systems for the wealthier people wanting to protect themselves from the Purgers. Death rates are high, recorded on national television and watched by the world. It is a well-known unspoken rule that there is no point in helping others during the Purge, so those not in poverty tend to stay indoors at all times.
Title: Re: If you Stumble, you will Crumble | WIP
Post by: RedRedRose on November 23, 2014, 09:58:53 am
Rules
1) No Godmodding, Powerplaying or anything that breaches the FeralHeart rules. If you suspect that anyone is doing so, pm me and I will try to sort it out. 2) Your character cannot be perfect. It is fine if most people view them to be perfect, but at there must be at least three flaws included in your application. 3) Make as many characters as you wish, as long as you can handle them. 4) This is a literate roleplay, so no one-liners. Every post must be at least a paragraph (five to six sentences) long. Minor spelling or grammar mistakes are fine, just make sure all posts are understandable. 5) Cussing and gore are allowed, just not in every single sentence. Sexual stuff I'm afraid is not allowed, please either fade to black or take it to pm. 6) Keep faceclaims as real people with real names. You will not be accepted if you can't provide a face claim for your character(s). 7) Please... No sudden plot-twisters. If you would like to do anything drastic, ask for everyone's permission first. It is not nice to be suddenly bombarded with an earthquake or something xD 8) The Purge rules are NOT allowed to be broken. If your character does break any of the rules, like use a nuclear weapon to kill the President, they WILL be killed. 9) Romance is allowed. Don't not make ALL of your posts revolved around your character's relationship, though. But, if there are any fights in-character, keep it in-character. If you have a problem with another user, pm me. 10) Have fun!
Title: Re: If you Stumble, you will Crumble | WIP
Post by: RedRedRose on November 23, 2014, 10:57:35 am
It is 1 o'clock of June 7th. The day of the Purge. People are preparing their houses, weaponry and theirselves for what is to come. You are one of these people. Whether you are a rich lawyer or a homeless orphan, you have the choice of safety or release. Will you 'cleanse' yourself of negativity and join the Purgers? Will you support the Purge? Will you be part of a nation reborn? The Purge is fast approaching. Be ready or die.
[right][color=Darkgrey]Personality: [Answer Here. At least four long sentences] Habits: [Answer Here. Maximum of 4] Appearance: [Answer Here. Even with a picture. At least four sentences] History: [Answer Here. Optional] Weapon(s) of Choice: [Answer Here. Maximum of three] Companions(s]: [Does not include pets. Is your character part of a group? Are they hiding with a family member?] [hr]
[right][Color=grey]Supporter of the Purge?: [Answer Here. Answer yes or no and reason] Do you want to be a Purger?: [Answer Here. Yes or no. Even if no, they are still able to change their mind] Level of Security: [Answer Here. 1-10. Ten being the best] Extra: [Answer Here]
Title: Re: If you Stumble, you will Crumble | WIP
Post by: RedRedRose on November 23, 2014, 10:59:46 am
Title: Re: If you Stumble, you will Crumble | WIP
Post by: RedRedRose on November 23, 2014, 11:00:53 am
Save just in case
Title: Re: If you Stumble, you will Crumble | WIP
Post by: RedRedRose on November 23, 2014, 11:01:59 am
Applications are now Open!
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: silverMarie on November 25, 2014, 11:14:13 pm
(http://fc03.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2013/057/e/7/dylan_by_emilysoto-d5wd2gv.jpg)(http://fc02.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2013/058/8/1/dylan_by_emilysoto-d5wgptc.jpg) Julia Moore
Full Name: Julia Anne Moore Alias: Julie Age: She is 21 Years old Gender: Female Occupation: She was a waitress but got laid off a few months ago. Wealth: Homeless
Personality: Julia is a relatively quiet girl who tends to keep to herself, even before she became homeless she strayed away from people. She can warm up to someone but it can take a while before she will open up and tell you about herself. Julia is also very kind and generous to others, sometimes too kind.. Her kindness is what got her into trouble at work. She will do anything to help someone in need due to her current situation, she knows what it feels like to be unwanted and struggling. Habits: -She bites her nails -She will rub her left arm when she is nervous or unsure -She tends to stay up late at night and rarely sleeps during the day -She eats rather slow, sometimes causing her to not be able to finish her meal Appearance: Julia has reddish brown hair that go along with her light clear skin perfectly. She has large dark brown eyes that almost appear black under certain lighting, they go well with her hair and skin, almost like a doll. Julia is rather thin, standing at 5'6'' and only weighing 115 pounds due to not getting much to eat the last few months. History: WIP) Weapon(s) of Choice: The only weapons she has is an 8'' hunting knife Companions(s]: She has no friends or family that are willing to help her during the Purge.
Supporter of the Purge?: No, she never has been due to her kind nature. Do you want to be a Purger?: No, she could never hurt someone, she will but only if she is protecting herself. Level of Security: 1, she has no home to fortify. Extra: She has a large scar that goes down her left arm from last years purge, she was attacked by a man wielding a large blade.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 27, 2014, 02:04:37 am
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 27, 2014, 07:03:30 am
@RudelyHonest: Accepted! I admire your amazingly complex character :3
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 27, 2014, 12:50:29 pm
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 27, 2014, 01:40:21 pm
(Thank you very much. (: )
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 27, 2014, 06:39:57 pm
@Phrogress: Accepted! Lovely apps!
I've now put a temporary ban on female characters fore the time being. I'm afraid we won't start the roleplay until at least one more male joins. If anyone is willing to create an additional male character then feel free!
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 28, 2014, 07:04:26 pm
Uh, not to be impatient or anything, but waiting for a male character will take long, and the RP might die. We could just start the roleplay and probably wait for people during the roleplay. Just sayin'.))
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: silverMarie on November 28, 2014, 08:06:37 pm
Okay I finished my app ^^, her history is still a WIP, having trouble thinking up one v.v)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 28, 2014, 08:13:43 pm
@Phrogress; I completely understand what you're saying, but I do not want the Roleplay to be overrun by female characters. But, since you did ask nicely, feel free to start roleplaying. I will be posting in the morning :3 <3 @?????????; Accepted! I'll be updating the characters section ASAP ^^
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 28, 2014, 09:05:06 pm
Awe, thank you. <3 ))
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
Snow White was rushing over the building, her long legs carried her light-weight body as she managed to jump over the alleyway and land on the other building with a quick roll. She bowed her head, the tip of her mask was pointing to her belly, so the tip of it wouldn't hit the ground and make it harder to land. She got used to running and rolling with her mask on, she had to learn it before she'll go purging.
Mistress was dashing after her too, jumping after her sister and with a horizontal roll she safely landed on the roof and quickly got up, brushing dust off her white clothes. The color still was the same, there was no dark spot on the cloth. She walked towards her sister, placing her right leg on the edge of the roof and she looked down at the city below. There was no cars or people on the streets. Only you could see someone quickly walking out from it's apartment to fix their barricade and quickly rush back in.
Meanwhile, Snow White took one of her blades, pointing it at the person, but is illegal to kill before the purge. She wanted to kill the person, she feels statisfication after murdering one, but her sister Mistress quickly grabbed her arm and through small holes in her mask she could see the frown. "No, not yet," Mistress said in her calm and gentle tone, it even seemed that she didn't want to stop Snow White, but she had to. "Ugh," Snow White groaned like a kid, lowering her arm and placing the small blade back into small socket.
Both sisters slowly walked towards the small room on the roof, picking the locket with some metal wires that Mistress carried. When they walked in, Snow White shut the door behind both of them, heading after her sister down the stairs which lead to their home.
Their home was what their father left for them. It was a huge penthouse, 4 rooms, 2 bathrooms and a kitchen. The sisters loved the two additional rooms. In one of them they stored weapons and in other one they planned who they are going to kill during the purge. After last purge, they began to make a list of who they are going to kill and who they'll torture. The sisters are often called Death Sisters.
Snow White usually spends her time in the living room. There both of the sisters practice their skills in either throwing knives or fighting hand to hand. The sisters are both uniquely skilled and smart, so it is hard to misunderstand them or their moves.
"Alright, come here kiddo," Mistress said after she placed her backpack on the ground and headed towards open space in the very middle of the room, taking her mask off and throwing it on the white couch, while Snow was doing the same but she took one of her knives. Mistress allowed it, since Snow still needs to learn how to fight with a melee weapon.
"I ain't a kid," Louisa said with a small frown, putting her hair up in a bun just to make sure no strands will block her view. "Are you sure about that?" Beatha laughed quietly, standing in a defensive position. "Yes, now shut your trap," she scowled very quietly, quickly lunging at her sister and attempting to trick her by jumping to right but quickly falling to left, gripping her legs and tossing her on the ground. Though, she succeed it, but Beatha quickly kicked Snow in the belly and tied her legs around her sister's neck. She will not kill her, but she'll use strength to train her, she always does.
Louisa scowled quietly, quickly rising her own legs and threw them at Beatha, running her legs successfully around her sister's waist, very tightly squeezing her body. She could hear her whine and hard punches on her leg, but she will not release until she'll be free. Soon, she managed to get her arms out from her grip, quickly rush them inbetween of her sister's legs and stretch them out by squeezing her leg muscles. She could her loud groan, quickly pushing herself up at Beatha and gripping her neck in between of her armpit. She began to squeeze her neck, ignoring the punches on her back.
Soon, she heard two quick taps on the ground, quickly releasing her sister with quick and deep gasps, backing off and sitting next to her. "You're getting better, even without using your knife," Beatha said while she laid on the ground with her chest very quickly rising and falling.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 28, 2014, 09:53:36 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
The Town was verging on small, most knew most, and rumors traveled rapidly. In it's own, however, the town verges on being it's own nation in ways those who didn't call the small sanctuary home wouldn't understand. Bordering the east side of town was the courthouse, banks and shops. Rows of houses lined the sidewalks and children could bike to each others homes. In the middle of town lay a burnt carcass of what was once an aviary, housing the towns population of exotic plants and birds. After the large fire of 2004, the building sat empty in a pile of baked bricks and glass shards. Few travel along the road passing the charred lot, as it's come to carry more than just the burden of loss. It's become a symbol, a territorial lining. Beyond that lot lay the lesser, the closed shops and abandoned homes. A place most ignore during the purge both for it's lack of Human-civility life, and the humans that do call what has only become known as "The Pitt" home. Along with The Pitt's charred buildings, dilapidated structures, and cold vibe, lived a group that mirrored the areas description. The Fallen, a group of purgers whose killing expands beyond the legal purge, have come to call the area home, residing in the middle of the area within the abandoned courthouse that was once the town's main attraction. Their notorious lack of humanity has inspired several raids of authorities all to no avail. Some question the government and as to why such a group has remained un touched. No one is quite sure why.
Though such a group is capable of striking fear into the mild town, none quite like the gang's back bone, its structural spine, have truly lived up to their reputation. Few know his true name, but Lucifer is what he's come to be called. A psychopath unlike any other, his controlled behavior and business like facade make his twisted grin just the more eery. A handsome man with a trigger finger that seems to have an itch he is incapable of scratching. And nothing is more important to him that his business.. Beneath the ruins of the abandoned courthouse lay the tunnels of the cities water systems, a well known factor of the group. The tunnels in particular today echoed with the sound of footsteps, hastily striding down the length of the damp and mossy system. "He managed to kill Josiah, but we got him back. He's locked in here, sir." Two men walked side by side, one speaking urgently to the other, his eyes glimmering with pride and a satisfied smile upon his visage. The other, however, standing taller than the other, held an unamused and even slightly annoyed sneer. The two approached an old steam room, its door locked tightly to with old it's prisoner. "He's been tortured as you wished." The shorter of the two smiled turning to face the other.
"Wipe That ignorant smirk off your face you lesser inbred." The taller hissed, his cold glare and angered stance wiping the pride from the other's. "You deserve no praise for cleaning up the mess you made."
"But..sir," the smaller muttered. He reached only his second word when the taller of the two lessened the space between them, their noses almost touching as the shorter feared to meet eyes. "You are lucky it is not you strung up within my tunnels bleeding like the pig you are. Josiah has died due to your mistakes, Howard. I expected more of you." A silence fell within the tunnels and slowly the taller man stepped away, unlocking the steam room's door. With a short nod, Howard turned, his strides less sure than before. As the steam room doors opened, the towering man slipped out and older colt, it's etched details of vintage heritage. In one swift and fatal motion he aimed behind him, shooting a bullet into Howard's head. He fell heavily to the ground as the figure slipped the colt back into it's holder and muttered, "Always cleaning up messes."
He stepped into the room, his eyes falling upon a figure kneeling in chains at his feet. "Luce," the bloodied man coughed out weakly, a lifeless smile on his lips, "I heard you were a low life but..tunnels, really?" Luce's lips parted into a dangerous grin, "You killed my man. And now you've become another mess to clean up." The man kneeling had a good card to deal, his facade of pride and carelessness seemed to show he was unaffected by the torture and word play. Then he made one fatal mistake..
"Than do it."
A glimmer of amusement flickered in Luce's eyes and he slipped his gun out, "Do it than!" The man yelled. In one swift motion Luce aimed, a shot ringing out but not the the man, at the light above them. The bulb shattered and the room fell dark. "Starvation or insanity..Let's see which one breaks you first." Luce hissed, turning on his heels and exciting the room. As the steam room's doors closed and Locked, the chained man screamed from within the darkness, his pain obvious to those who could hear."[/center]
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 29, 2014, 08:35:16 am
The soft clicking sounds of high-heeled boots against a stone floor grew in volume, bouncing off of the parallel walls. A slender being, merely a shadow blending into the darkness of the alley, was walking with effortless confidence despite the fact that she wore a leather belt holding many sharpened throwing knives. The deafening silence was very abruptly interrupted with a shrill tune that could only belong to an out-dated cell phone. The young woman continued her journey through the alley, pulling out her phone with an exaggerated rolling of the eyes. "Speak." The one word, so sharp and clear, would send chills down any normal person's spine. The muffled, incomprehensible voice of the stranger on the other side of the line was clearly rushed, causing a sly smirk to appear on the woman's face. "Done. He will be brought to you as soon as possible." A sweeter, less threatening voice escaped the same woman's lips. A short beep could be heard as fhe female ended the call and dropped the phone on the ground without a second glance.
Case didn't exactly know where she was going. She had received yet another anonymous phone call earlier in the day telling her to meet with someone just outside of 'The Pitt'. It was dangerous, yes, but she could manage quite easily alone during the Purge, never mind in broad daylight where anyone could see her. She did have suspicions on why she was here, but they didn't fase her in the slightest. The only thing she was worried about was Lucifer. There was not one person that lived in the Town that hasn't heard of him. Being notorious for killing without hesitation outside of Purge hours, leaving people to starve to death or kill themselves, driven by insanity. Anyone would be lucky to be shot in the head if they ever met him. The young woman placed an unshaking hand on one of her knives as her steady pace slowed to a halt outside of the burnt aviary. She didn't dare sit down on one of the available ledges, so leaned casually against the nearest wall.
It was easy to miss Cassandra. Her clothes were particularly unnoticeable, all black leather, hugging tightly to her skin and threateningly tall heeled shoes that would take years to learn to walk in, never mind fight. Her hair was left tumbling down her back, stopping just below her ribs. She would tie it up later. Her throwing knives, all painted black, were hung neatly on her belt, hidden from view with the large black coat she wore that reached down to her knees.
NOTE: Feel free to be the anonymous person she is meeting if you would like, if not I will just make the person an NPC.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 29, 2014, 10:11:52 am
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
(Id like to be the person. c:) "You must be Ghost."
The alley was darker than most would assume one to be at such a time of night. Even the lack of sunlight seemed to hold a brighter tone that that within the alleyway. The woman stepped from out of the shadows, her eyes full of curiosity and worry. "Thank you for meeting me. There's a lot to explain, but just listen.."
A shot rang out, a bullet piercing the woman's forehead with a fatal shot. She fell to her knees, her body in shock as the shooter stepped from behind the woman, his eyes unamused as he gently used the tip of his finely shined shoe to knock the body to the ground. "Disgusting, aren't they?" He muttered, his eyes sliding to Cassandra. "In likes of respect ill finish the old bags speech. We hate killing..blah blah, we're rebelling against the murderers in this town, blah..The Fallen must die join us blah blah, really those are the grimey bits." He stated in a somewhat suave and comfortable tone. Yet, the entirety of his speech along with the fact that this tall figure waved his gun about as he spoke as though it were a part of his hand, he had yet to fully face the girl, failing to expose his true identity. "I assume some explaining is in order. You see, you're standing on somewhat tainted ground. Quite close to the Pitt, wouldn't you say?" Finally, the shape moved forward and the man can into view along with his amused grin. "The name's Lucifer, you may call me Luce. And I, have the offer of a lifetime..quite literally. "
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 29, 2014, 11:19:20 am
The voice coming from the shadows in the alley did not shock or startle Cassandra. In fact, the young woman did not even bother to turn her head as the voice addressed her with her Purging name. As the stranger came into view, Cass tilted her head lazily towards the woman as she pulled out one of the blades resting against her hip. She began weaving it in and out of her fingers as the strange woman started to talk, the tip of the blade just inches from the delicate flesh of her fingertips. The ear piercing bang of a gun firing caused her hand to slip, slicing a shallow cut down the palm of her hand. Restraining herself from swearing or showing any sign of pain, she pushed herself up from her leaning position on the wall and peered into the shadows at where the bullet had come from. She could already suspect that it was one of the Fallen, no one else would take a risk like that so near the Purging hours.
Her eyes briefly darted to the body lying in a crumpled heap just a few feet away from her and she arched a brow in annoyance. That woman had offered her a lot of money to team up. Too late now. Another voice, deeper, clearly belonging to a male, came from the shadows where that woman had been only seconds ago. "Disgusting, aren't they?" Cassandra's mouth twitched in amusement, but she otherwise stayed emotionless and silent as the man continued talking. Her stance remained guarded but her cut hand was dug deep into her pocket, out of sight for the time being.
As the man stepped into view, her grip on the throwing knife tightened. Surprisingly, she was not even the slightest bit scared. Just intrigued. "The name's Lucifer, you may call me Luce. And I, have the offer of a lifetime..quite literally. " Cass stopped herself from saying 'I know', this was a bad time to be sounding creepy. "Cassandra." She replied, not even nodding in greeting. This was also a bad time to 'play nice'. She took a second to take in the apparel of Lucifer. She had been told that he dressed smartly, but she hadn't been told that he was handsome. Or this young. Taking a step forward, she allowed her lips to spread into a confident smile. "You're younger than I thought you'd be. And shorter." She announced. Her tone was neither insulting or complementary, she said it as if stating a fact. Cass knew she was being dangerous, but he had a proposition for her and that must mean that he, for now, did not want to kill her.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 29, 2014, 09:06:40 pm
(Awaiting the others.:3)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 29, 2014, 10:31:54 pm
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
The sisters were quietly spending their time in their little 'Purge' room. The pictures of people that hurt them were hanging on the wall, pinned to the map that was map of all city. The pictures were pinned to the places where the people and commonly found, but it seemed that both of them were creating a plan on who to kill first.
"Okay, he's found in the Strip Club, but it will be shut down today," Mistress said, pointing her finger at the bar that was located in the main street. "But he might rent a room in there," Snow pointed out, looking at her with calm look in her eyes. "Plus, it would be a shortcut to get to Loki," Snow pointed her finger at the bar and drew it across the building to the other street, pointing at the picture of a man with lots of tattoos. "Okay," Mistress agreed, quickly turning around just to grab her mask and get it on her face. "Come on," she called at Snow, slowly turning around just to head towards the emergency exit.
Snow walked after her, turning off the lights and quickly running up the stairs after her sister. Quickly getting on the roof, she looked around the area before locating white body in the distance, now appearing on the other building, and without hesitation Snow followed the person, which turned out to be her sister after all.
She ran after her, now being new blocks away from their hotel, quickly launching herself over the alley-way that three people were standing in. She could hear and gun shot, causing her to quickly change her position and roll on her side. Mistress heard the gun shot too, turning around and running to Snow just to check her out. "Are you alright?" she said, quickly observing her black clothes for any wounds. "Yeah, I'm fine," Snow gave quick nod and quickly got up, heading towards the edge of the roof they were now on.
Now she could see only two people standing and one on the ground; 2 females and 1 male. One female was laying on the floor, probably dead, while other two kept on talking. She could hear the conversation, hearing deep man's voice that she quickly matched up with The Fallen's leader. Now,they know his name, both Mistress and Snow did. But the other woman was basically unseen or one that they have never met before.
"Who are they?" Mistress whispered very quickly, taking her mask off and tieing her hair behind her, just to make sure that she won't be noticed by her white clothing or her white hair. "The man is Lucifer, leader of The Fallens, and the woman is no one I've met before," Snow answered back to her, observing the duo with rather curious look in her eyes. "I think she'll join The Fallen," Snow added shortly after, looking at her sister just to see her lips formed into an 'o' shape.
(short, sorry. ;-;)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 29, 2014, 11:24:42 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
"I know." Luce's deep, sauve tone slipped into the air with a hint of acidic danger as his eyes studied the girl, sliding down and pausing on the wound within her palm before returning to meet her gaze. "I know a lot about you, to be quite frank. Cassandra Tenner. Age 24, occasional smoker but only with a classic holder. A skilled marksman with blades..etcetera etcetera.." he muttered, slipping the colt back into it's holster with ease.
"You're younger than I thought you'd be...and shorter."
The amused sneer upon his visage Twitched into an unsettling scowl. "And you are exactly as I imagined, perhaps a bit more predictable than I had hoped. You're practically an open book.." As he spoke, Luce strolled forward, arms folded behind his back. He paused beside her, whispering, "But a classic, vintage one. One I find delectable.." He sighed through his lips, continuing forward until swiveling on his heels to face her once more. "Yet a book that is rarely read anymore..the world has lost it's taste in the classics, my little Mort Fleur'." He hissed in French tongue. "You are idealistic..practical and factual. So you know your worth..You're useful, fast strong..but replaceable. So feel free to deny the offer, I will accept this and be on my merry way. But I'm sure you're aware of the delights that have been known to follow my offers.." his eyes glimmered with teasing amusement.
"Lucifer!" An anxious voice broke out from behind the male. He raised a brow, swiveling his head just enough to see the barrel of a gun aimed his direction and two figures dressed similar to the dead female behind it. Luce released a heavy sigh of annoyance, his eyes returning to the girl, "Do not worry they won't kill me. Purge isn't for a tad longer and they lack the trait needed to be capable of cold murder..a trait you and I share."
Slowly, Luce's eyes slid up to the sky, the rooftops perhaps. "Nowadays even the sky has eyes.." he whispered. "I will be at the old statue of the town founder Near the courthouse in The Pitt tonight at midnight. Feel free to show, there is where I will reveal the truth behind this all." He stated, strolling towards the girl and pausing beside her to say, "Oh. And kill those two.", he nodded towards the two figures aiming the gun at them, "They do nothing but annoy me, and im sure youre more than capable." With that, he continued forward, his eyes glancing to the rooftops once more before disappearing into the darkening night.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 30, 2014, 09:03:17 am
Lucifer's words cut into her like a knife. Not that she was hurt by them, but just because no one had ever dared to talk to her like that. Cass remained standing, rigid in a casual pose. Her breathing was slow yet her heart was thudding fast thanks to unused adrenaline. Her cold, untrusting eyes followed the male as he strolled forward behind her. She didn't breathe as he leaned in to whisper in her ear, "But a classic, vintage one. One I find delectable.." No one had ever stood that close to her, and she resisted the urge to stick a knife in his eye. She found it hard to catch onto his words, but managed to understand what he was saying. The biggest thing that shocked her is that she didn't know what his next move would be. She had spent her life analysing people, knowing every thought that would be in their head. But for Lucifer... It was just a blank space.
"Lucifer!" Cassandra rolled her eyes, beginning to twirl the knife around her fingers once more as the conversation was interrupted. She memorised the place he described, letting his words echo in her head as he turned and left. "Predictable..." She muttered, ignoring the fact that the two figures now had their gun pointed at her. "I'm not predictable." She spat out, beginning to make her way toward the couple, her eyes focused on the knife in her hand. Once she was close enough to hear their ragged breathing, she finally looked up. "Do you think I'm predictable?" Just as the words came out of her mouth, a shot rang out, loud enough to hurt Cass' ears. A bullet-sized hole appeared just left of her head and she stared at it for a second. Slowly, a cold smile spread across her lips as she turned back to the figures, tutting as if she was their mother. "Naughty."
In the space of a few seconds, Cassandra crouched down and swiped her leg beneath the closest person, causing them to fall back. Their head hit the concrete with a satisfying crack, allowing Cass just enough time to drag her blade over the other figure's throat. They stood for a second, clutching the deep wound running across their throat, before falling forwards next to the first fallen figure. Letting out a deep sigh and pushing her hair back, Cassandra stood up straight, kicking aside the corpse as she made her way to exit the alley. Glancing at her watch, her pace quickened.
Time to get ready.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 30, 2014, 11:04:27 am
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
Snow noticed the male to glance at both of them, and then her eyes widened in fear and surprise. "Shit," she swore quietly, quickly getting up before looking around them. There will be more of them soon, Snow knew that from years of experience, but the sound of something being sliced caught her attention once again, quickly glancing down the alleyway in a small shock. Another knife thrower?
Mistress didn't even bother to get up, her gaze was fixed on the male who walked past the dark female, but she smiled when she saw blood being spilled by the dark female. Though, she was surprised to see knives used as weapons, which was rather weak. Though, she slowly got up and untied her hair, allowing it fall behind her back and gently move along the wind.
When Snow saw the dark female leaving, she noticed how she quickly vanished behind the apartment, causing Snow to quickly rush over the other edge and look down, noticing same female who just got her hands ruined by crimson blood. Watching her leave, Snow walked along the edge, studying her from above. Who is she and why they have never seen her before?
"Snow, just let her go," Mistress said in her gentle and calm voice, walking over her sister just to grab her shoulder and squeeze it softly, watching the dark female leave as well. "But who is she?" Snow murmured, her narrowing her brows down in confusion. "Probably a tourist," Mistress said with a shrug, hitting her mask down her face so it would cover her rather white skin. "Come on," she said, releasing her shoulder and slowly turning around just to walk towards the alleyway.
Mistress wanted to study the bodies that laid there. She wanted to see what kind of wounds the female left, so she would know what kind of knives she's using. And most of all, she wanted to know who those people were. Maybe she knows some of them.
Mistress looked down the alleyway, looking for any possible ways down. Noticing an electricity wire, she reached down for it, taking her knife and aiming it for the other edge of the wire, which was attached to the other alley wall. Moving her hand slowly forwards and backwards, Mistress finally released it, watching it hit the wire and quickly fall down on the ground in loud clicking sound. The wire got disconnected from the wall and quickly fell down.
Mistress smiled in delight, turning around and very slowly getting part of her body down, holding onto the edge of the roof with her hands. She then quickly released the edge, grabbing the wire form which she slid down and quickly landed on her feet, right beside the first corpse. Soon after, Snow came long, picking up her sisters knife and rushing it across the stone wall, attempting to sharpen it just a bit. Though, she succeed and turned around to look at three dead bodies.
The one person got a bullet-shot through their brain, while another one had it's skull broken, and the last one got pierced by one of her knives. Mistress took off her gloves, placing her fingers on the fresh, open wound and slowly stretching it to the sides, eyeing the perfect hole that the knife left. "Beatha, the hell you are doing? That's disgusting," Snow whimpered quietly, looking away with disturbed look on her face. "You'll see more later," Mistress answered simply and blankly, eyeing the hole even more before finally matching her knife with the hole.
Snow looked back at her in disgust, crossing her arms on her chest before heading closer to her sister. "So?" she whimpered quietly, watching her sister get up and use some leaf to brush the blood off her own knife. "She has the same model like ours, so she's probably has same skills as we do, or she's worse," Mistress explained, throwing the leaf down on the ground before heading towards the wire. "Wait, we're going to leave them here?" Snow asked Mistress in shock, looking at her with confusion. "Yes, now come on," she commanded the younger female in a sharp voice, slowly climbing up the wall with Snow right behind her.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 30, 2014, 04:01:07 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
"Emmaline.."
It was a shared word, both figures saying it, but their tones opposite. One of despair and shock, the other of fear as the girl fell to the floor. Cold.
The room was a wreckage, splinters of wood and bullets sprayed about. Blood stained the remaining furniture as dust bothered into a cloud by the fight began to settle into the stillness. Luce's eyes blurred as he looked from the girl to the other figure still in the room. "Michael.." luce whispered, cautiously testing the boy's reaction. Michael stood staring at Emmaline, his lips parted just enough to allow a deep stream of breaths out. His eyes grew watery with unspilled tears as he slowly shook his head.
Michael dropped his gun, allowing it to slide across the floor and settle down beside Luce's which had been knocked from his grasp just moments ago. To his despair, if it had not been for Emmalines downfall as a distraction, Michael would have given that fatal blow and Luce would be no more.. [/I]
The memory faded away as Luce's fingers dropped the pen he had been toying with. With a sudden glance around the room, he leaned further back in his office chair, his feet propped on the wooden desk before him. "Do you think she'll show?" The voice was a bare reminder he was not alone in the room..
With a sigh, he swiveled the chair just enough to meet the girl's gaze. She sat upon a dilapidated chair, her fingers working at sharpening a knife. "She's difficult. But I'm sure she'll see the opportunity. If not there are others..not many with her skills but plenty with their own." The room settled back into a silence. "There were two spotters above us. They didn't pose much of a threat..no attempts to intentions of attacking at least not there." Luce hissed.
The girl peeked up from her blade, "Did they hear about the meeting at midnight?"
"No doubt, but it isn't the worst thing. They have a fascinating skill of climbing and free running. I saw them leap over the buildings roof. I just need this job done...just this one." He muttered. "Come on." The girl offered a reassuring smirk, "We have a new system I want to show you." [/hr]
(I Will be adding a new male character if that's okay I will post the application when he first shows up.!)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on November 30, 2014, 07:38:24 pm
If it's okay with everyone, I'm going to skip time to just before the start of the Purge, 6:50PM.))
The woman in the mirror looked unrecognisable. Beautiful, dangerous, deadly. Her long dark hair cascaded down her back in soft ringlets and her eyes were lined with black. She had a short, loose white dress that she wore every year. It was plain apart from the sequinned pattern across her chest. Her lips were painted with a dark colour, paired with a smirk. The girl wore black leather gloves reaching her elbows and the same heels as before. She wore the gloves to stop blood getting in her fingernails. Glancing at the ticking clock on her wall, Cassandra adjusted her knife-filled belt and headed towards the door.
Her first stop was just a few blocks away, this one earning her a thousand dollars. It wasn't much compared to the other two, but the job was an easy one. The job had been given to her by a seemingly pleasant old man that bought flowers from her shop every week for his wife's grave, it was to get rid of his daughter's ex-husband apparently because he had cheated on her four times; leaving her heartbroken. The story brought a smile to her face. People and their so-called love.
Locking the door behind her, Cass couldn't help but think back to her previous conversation with Lucifer. She was extrmely curious; so, without a doubt, she was going to the courthouse at midnight. That reminded her: she recalled two women, her age, that had been standing nearby, watching the scene unfold. She had also been curious about them, having never seen them before, but had decided to leave them be for the time being.
Once again, the only sound for miles was the clicking of her heels against the concrete as she strolled down the middle of the street. A movement caused her head to snap her head to the left, meeting the gaze of a young man staring out of the window at her. Letting a devilish grin play at her lips, Cassandra shaped her fingers into a gun-like shape and pretended to fire at the male, chuckling as he shut the curtains fiercely. "Idiot." She muttered, starting to walk again.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on November 30, 2014, 07:59:20 pm
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
The sisters were at home. Like a tradition, just before the start of the purge they were drinking hot chocolate with small marshmellows. It was something to calm down and calmly join the purge team and finish up the kill list. Though, the sisters will take different paths since they had different people to murder, only if will not die first.
Snow enjoyed the silence and calmness, silently sipping the dark liquid in delight. She enjoyed every single moment of silence and calmness, but she soon will be filled up with adrenaline which she will use on her journey to the North of the city. There, she had more than 7 people to murder. They bullied her in high-school, now they will pay for what they did.
On other hand Mistress will go to the East of the city, getting her money back from people who borrowed some form her. She will always enjoy shredding them and ending their lives very quickly. The older woman will also go for robbers. The ones, who robbed her in her job and/or in the street.
at the evening, they will meet in the middle of the city to finish the kill list they both created. Those people were the ones, who either beated them up or they witnessed sisters father's death. Both girls always were up for revenge on the ones who killed their father. Everyone has their reasons why they are purging.
Moments later, Snow was already off the table and now on the roof. Her warm look soon got cold as she noticed people barricading their homes, and then she aimed her knife at one of them, aiming to hit him but it just slipped back into her hand. She ehard doors behind her go shut and quickly lock, turning around just to see her sister give her a quick nod and go on her way. There's no time to waste..!
Snow replied with a sigh and quickly rushed over the edge of the roof, jumping up in the air and landing on pebbled floor. Rushing over the roof, she could see more people using this 'short-cut' to their ways, which kind of made her smile. Though, Snow was now few blocks away from her home, and this solo-murdering will start just in few minutes.
Mistress was racing after some crow that was 'leading her way', she then jumped over some alley way from which she could hear dogs barking. She enjoyed running around, it reminded her of freedom and wilderness. Mistress was heading towards 'The Pitt'. She had some business with people whom roamed in that area. And yes, she will create a blood-field in that partment, but she'll need to be quiet and 'invisible' as a ghost.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on November 30, 2014, 09:04:45 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
The two boys were bloodied. Luce's shirt hung off with a large rip down it's side, one of his arms hanging loosely due to is lack of use with a bullet wound through its muscle. Michael, now kneeling beside Emmaline's old body, had the worst of it. His mouth dripped droplets of the dark crimson filling. A thin stream painted his Jawline from a slice across his hairline. "No, no.." Michael muttered, his arms circling the small body. He pulled her onto his lip, his long fingers pushing hair from her face. "Mikey.." Luce whispered, a look of regret on his visage. Years of pain, Michael had lost everything he ever knew. This..was just another thing. Caught in the moment of heart break, Luce failed to see Michael's hand, reaching for the gun at his side. It was a flying knife that stopped the boy just as he picked up the weapon. It sliced past Luce and cut across Michael's hand, forcing him to drop the gun. Michael's gasp caught Luce's attention as the boy dropped Emmaline, hugging his hand to his body. His attacker, now standing behind Luce, was none other than Josiah. "Dad?" Luce muttered.
"Luce." The bark snatched Luce from his memory as him and the girl stepped off of the steps of the courthouse. The Pitt was dark, abandoned. Especially during the Purge. "Four scouts in the alleys, two snipers on roofs. The others are either on jobs or rampaging about enjoying themselves." She said her hand motioning to each spot. "Savannah." Luce spat, catching the girl off guard. "Sir?" She replied in a startled sense.
"Has there been any word?"
Savannah fell quiet, her head slowly shaking. "But we'll keep an eye out sir." Luce nodded, "Good. Do me one last favour.."
"Anything."
"Fetch my blades. My wall needs another trophy.." he hissed, turning on his heels to begin the ten minute walk to the statue. [/hr]
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: silverMarie on December 01, 2014, 12:09:40 am
The young woman brushed her dark hair out of her face so she could see more clearly, the sun had set and the night was upon the city. She knew she must find a hiding spot for the event that would be starting soon; The Purge. Last year she had a home to fortify, this year she was out n the open and vulnerable. Julia began to rub the scar on her left arm, she can easily recall the night she was attacked. She had gone outside for only a second and that was all it took for a man wielding a large knife to slice open her left arm. She had been able to get away by kicking him to the ground and running back into her home. Julia came to an alley that had a large garbage bin on the left along an old building, she quietly walked over to it and lifted the lid 'creeeek'. She leaned the large black lid against the wall of the building and leaned over the top to peer in. Could she hid in here for twelve hours? There were large black and white trash bags that covered the bottom, if she needed to hide she could bury herself under everything. Julia knew this would have to do for the time being, if she was desperate she could always make a run to the rooftops and just go from roof to roof.
Julie threw her small green bag into the garbage bin, her bag was rather lightweight sue to not having very much to put in it. Once her bag found it's place she lifted her leg and placed it on the rim and hoisted her small body up and over. She reached up and grabbed the lid and slowly brought it down to cover her. Once closed, she sat down and placed her bag behind her head and relaxed for the time being. The smell coming from the bags would make any 'normal' person sick but her nose has become accustomed to it so it no longer bothers her as much as it did the first time she ever jumped in one. Julia began to softly hum to herself, waiting for the sounds of the siren to ring through the air and send everyone into a frenzy.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on December 01, 2014, 07:15:22 am
The sky was beginning to darken, streaks of red from the sunset staining the usual blue like blood. After a short while of deafening silence, two short wailing sounds suddenly echoed across the streets, followed by one long one. A few screams could be heard from a distance, making Cassandra smile. The usual emergency broadcast message was read by the usual monotone voice. "Blessed be our new-founding Fathers and America. A nation reborn." As the speech concluded, Cass darted to the left of the street, where the roof of the buildings hung over the walkway. The siren wailed for what seemed like forever, officially starting the Purge. Already she could hear gunshots being fired, screams and crying.
"Let my soul be cleansed of the filth that lives among the streets that I live." A voice caused Cassandra's head to turn upwards to the oppisite side of the street. It took a second for her to register that it was coming from the rooftop. Just in time. Ducking her head and crouching down to avoid the stream of billets aimed at her, Cass whipped out a knife, and with only taking a second to aim she let it go. It sailed through the air at a frightening speed, hitting its target with a lovely scream. Right in the eye. The figure on the rooftop staggered then fell with a thud, letting out one last moan before the silence that could only mean death. Cassandra let out a soft chuckle, rising in volume to a loud, almost crazed, laugh.
"Finally."
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on December 01, 2014, 09:17:51 am
Small update.~)) )
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
Mistress was speeding through the dark. Her long legs carried her miles away from her home, and just when she heard the siren alarm the screams which echoed in the street beneath caused her to think what would happen to her if she will get caught in Lucifer's territory. Now she needs to be sure of her own living.
When she reached The Pitt, she quickly threw herself on top of small room on the building's roof, slowly observing the area beneath and around her. So far she saw two snipers, 4 scouts and emptyness in the middle of the area. Probably street fighters. It should be easy to go one-hand against one of them.
Without stopping or hesitating Mistress took one dagger out from leather socket, the sharp edge was emiting a bright shine with street light help. She spinned the dagger in her hand, before getting up and aiming at the sniper crouching with gun in front of him. She gave off a sigh and with adrenaline rushing in her blood she released the sharp blade, sending it flying through the mid air and with a very quiet moan the man fell down on the ground, the blade was inside the back of his neck. With a smile, she crouched down, jumping off the platform she was on seconds ago. Silently she ran towards the edge of the roof, jumping on another platform that the man was laying on. With a smile she got her dagger out and this time she used the gun to murder the last sniper and the scouts.
Though, she only managed to get another sniper in one, quiet shot, quickly looking down just to see the man falling down next to one of the scouts. Then, Mistress panicked a little, quickly getting up and running away from the gun. She was trying her best to leave no signs of her being there. Gladly, she was wearing gloves, so there wouldn't be any fingerprints. The only evidence that shows that she was there, is the dead man's body with long and deep hole in the back of his neck.
Quickly launching herself on the roof she was earlier, she jumped up onto the small platform, quickly laying down in an attempt to keep herself hidden for some time.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 02, 2014, 04:52:49 am
(Will post tomorrow afternoon. Incredibly busy tonight and tomorrow morning!!)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 03, 2014, 02:20:35 am
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
Michael's eyes glanced between Luce and Josiah, a look of defeat and retained anger in his gaze. Slowly, with a sharp scowl, he returned his attention to Emmaline, his hand pushing hair from her face. "Michael, I'm so-"
"Don't apologize." Josiah ordered in a whisper, limping to stand beside Luce. "He's become something else..a monster."
"Are you sure this is.."
The night grew ever darker, the dim lamp posts leaning from the dilapidated sidewalks gave the streets just enough light to avoid the potholes and cracks. Luce paused from his thoughts, glancing sideways at Savannah. "What?" He retaliated. "It's a meeting within the enemies territory set up with scouts and snipers. He's twisted, but not stupid. He'll show."
"And the girl?"
Luce raised a perfectly groomed brow, his hands working at the buttons of his sleeve cuff as they walked. "She's exactly what we need to stop him. This meeting will help explain it all to her, and prove the worth it has to side with us." Just as Luce fell quiet, the marble statue came into sight. They slowed to a halt beside it, Luce's eyes scanning the rooftops. He spotted the snipers, his gaze shifting to Savannah. "They'll show." He added.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on December 03, 2014, 09:22:19 pm
She was behind schedule, way behind schedule. The speed of her walking pace had almost doubled in the past thirty seconds after she had glanced at her watch. She only had time for one more stop. This one was the furthest away, so far that Cassandra would have usually stolen a car if it wasn't for the seemingly endless amount of snipers out tonight. She had stuck to the very edge of the sidewalk, her shoulder brushing against the towering buildings. Narrowing her eyes, she scanned for the street signs until she found the right one. Only a few blocks to go. Surprisingly, her feet didn't hurt at all. She has grown so used to walking miles in her heels that she didn't even flinch when she twisted her ankle.
"Well... If it isn't the famous Ghost."
The moonlight bounced off of one of the throwing knives, illuminating the dark smile on Cass' face. She recognised the voice immediately. This was him. The last stop. Her hand automatically lifted to the deep scar just above her eyebrow, dragged all the way down to her ear. After using a second of vulnerability, her eyes hardened and she turned. She didn't even hesitate before plunging the knife in the stranger's shoulder.
Pain. The only thing she could feel was pain. Her vision, clouded by the blood that streamed down her face like tears, faded as she slipped in and out of consciousness. A tall, dark figure that she loved and hated so much stood over her, brandishing something shiny and very sharp. The figure dropped down to his knees, right beside her head, and pushed back some of the blood-coated hair from her face. "Shhhh... Don't cry, darling. It will be over soon." His soft voice, so full of love yet so twisted, was the last thing she heard before losing consciousness with her lover carving her face.
The man staggered back, stumbling and falling onto the concrete. Cassandra took her time while stalking over, twisting the blood-soaked knife in her hand. "I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean to-" At the pathetic begging, the young woman's eyes flared and she took one last step toward the fallen man. Crouching down, she slowly traced across his lips; drawing a thin line of blood.
"Shhhh... Don't cry, darling. It will be over soon." She cherished the look of shock on his face as she got up, walking away and leaving him to bleed to death.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on December 04, 2014, 07:53:33 am
I will post when I'll get home.))
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on December 04, 2014, 12:56:34 pm
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
Mistress was making her way back onto the roof tops, her slender figure seemed to very easily jump from roof to roof until she finally stopped aboe the main building. Her sharp eyes quickly shot at the people who surrounded that area, seeing that there were people around the dead around the dead body. Though, she quickly took out few knives, aiming them at The Fallen's people before quickly throwing them at these people, watching the quickly draw their hands over the sharp knife and fall down in matter of seconds. Now there were more than one body in front of The Fallen's leader's building.
Mistress knew that these kind of organisations had their hands covered in blood, so her father should be murdered by them as well. She quickly launched herself down the alleyway, swiftly jumping from wall to wall before gracefully landing on the ground. Mistress then took a peek at the camp, holding one of her knives in her hand before spinning it in between of her fingers, thinking if she should go in or she should stay in the place she is now. But after some seconds, she finally decided to go in the house, since the man and his helper wasn't around: they both left to their meeting, that Mistress won't have enough time to arrive to.
The albino quickly walked along the wall and barged into the building, seeing more people there. She took off her mask with a cold smile piercing her lips, quickly taking out one of her knives and throwing it at one person, hearing his moan which attracted more people to attack her, but they failed; Everyone of them fell down ground with a knife piercing his/her neck and/or chest. Beatha had a good eye and she calculated every throw, perfectly hitting to where she was aiming at.
And just in matter of minutes every person from The Fallen was laying on the ground in the main building. Mistress was making her way towards Luce's room, quickly barging in and rushing to his desk, on which she saw some papers. Without looking what she was taking, Mistress took off her backpack and quickly unzipped it, placing the papers in and leaving the room. As she was making her way outside, she took her knives and her mask, quickly grabbing the knives she used, quickly pushing them in the sockets, quickly climbing up the wall, making her way on the roof before sprinting away from the scene she made.
Meanwhile Snow was finishing up her kill list, killing some people on the way to her last spot. She saw the same girl she stalked with that man, her blue eyes slowly followed her tall and very slim figure. Snow actually felt like coming closer to her and talking with the woman, but she remarked what day it is and it is better to keep hidden in the shadows: her clothes will help.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 04, 2014, 07:22:57 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
The night had fallen into a silence that consumed the empty streets. The moonlight that managed to escape the few patches of clouds cast a silver, marble glow upon the dilapidated statue as the two approached it. "The numbers are rising more and more..I left the papers for expanding the group to the East on your desk." Savannah read aloud from the paper with her hand. She paused mid step, her eyes flicking up from the paper to peer at Luce, who had also stopped. He raised a hand, hushing her.
"Do you hear that?" He questioned quietly. Savannah, raising a brow, peered around, "No sir. Hear what?" A single, small and unbelieving chuckle slipped from his throat as he dropped his hand. "Exactly." He turned his Head just enough to peer at the girl before motioning with the wave of a hand towards a figure beside a brick building. They appeared to be cowering, attempting to hide in the shadows. "A beggar..?" Savannah whispered. "It's not the people, dear girl. It's their annoyingly still beating hearts." Luce replied through clenched teeth. A sudden wave of realization washed over her as she breathed out, "The snipers."
"Either lazing about like the pigs they are or finally slipped below where they belong." Luce spat, obviously annoyed. "What does this mean?" She questioned. "A minor setback, nothing much. Anyone willing to take out an entire group of scouts and snipers wanted one thing and that was home base."
Savannah's eyes widened, "The court house, we have to go back!" It was sudden, and rapid. Luce moved swiftly to stand dangerously close to the girl, his tone creepily low, "The entire Pitt could fall before me and I wouldn't blink an eye. No life is unexpendable. You are all simply replaced similar to cockroaches in a garbage bin." Savannah fell quiet, her eyes refusing to meet his. He remained there for a moment, testing her limits before stepping away and turning on his heels to face the beggar once more.
In one swift motion he flipped his colt out, and in less than a second and a single gun shot, the beggar fell cold. Savannah flinched at the echoing of the shot, catching Luce's attention again. "The lot of you were growing wasteful anyhow." He snatched the paper from her hands, "The numbers are growing near the thousands. If anything, our little vermin of an enemy has cleaned out the garbage to make room for the trophies." A deep and maniacal smile twisted Luce's lips into a handsome sneer as he read over the paper. "Ah yes," he whispered to himself, his perfectly groomed hair and applied suit only adding to the sense of power he carried.
"I won't allow this city to bend for the northern winds, Minx."
Savannah frowned at her nickname.
"This is my city. My own personal hell and I rule it all. The mayor asks me for protection, the authorities beg me for safe passage. It's councils will bow to my law or they will burn. Its buildings will bend to my will or they will fall. This is my city."
Luce tossed the paper back and Savannah reacted quickly to catch it. A sudden sense of no redemption Swept through the air as Luce continued.
"Its people will do as I say or they will die. Its future will be as I wish or it will end."
"Luce.."
He turned quickly, meeting her gaze. "I have seen what people take me for. They believe me evil, tainted.." he paused, his voice falling to a whisper, "Possessed."
He turned back to face the darkness, and hopefully where his meeting partner would soon arrive. "They have no idea. I have seen what must be done, and nothing will stand in my way. The Fallen will be greater and stronger, no matter what sacrifices we must make. This is my city now, and I will see it destroyed before I surrender it." (Hey for the user playing as Julia Moore, I just cant type your user cx but if you make your character make her way to the pitt and so on the meeting I have an idea to include her more!)
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: DangusMangus on December 05, 2014, 02:21:53 pm
(http://img3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20120522090441/divergent/images/d/d7/Ginny_gardner.jpg) Louisa 'Snow white' Oak (Louizza O'k)
Application
Full Name: Louisa Oak. Alias(es): Lou', Snow white, Yin. Age: 20 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: professional shooter. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Louisa is very aggressive and over-protective over her sister. Since young age, she's been mostly found in dark corners and/or being alone. But you can find her charming and rather friendly, if you will become her friend. Picky and very dangerous lass. Habits: Playing with her knives - Scratching head when thinking - Quick breathing when scared - Appearance: Louisa is an albinos, so her skin is almost white, but she does not have red eyes as most albinos do; she has blue eyes. Pale golden long hair. Very skinny and very light-weighted, but also tall (1,68m). Often wears black-raven mask and/or same color feather gloves. But she is very well known for her clothing, which is typical black, skinny jeans and black tank top, black boots and black jacket. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of extra sharp throwing knives and a revolver. Companions(s]: Sister Beatha (second form).
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 3. Extra: Face claim - Ginny Gardner.
Full Name: Beatha Oak. Alias(es): Bea', Mistress, Yang. Age: 24 years old. Gender: female. Occupation: Kung-fu teacher. Wealth: Rich.
Personality: Beatha is very aggressive and over-rotective over her little sister Louisa. Though, she is always looking for a fight and most of the time she wins against her opponement. She uses great tactics and that prooves how smart and skilful she is. But when it comes to word-fight, she is very impatient and she just wants to rip someone's throat out. It wouldn't be the first time, but that ain't the be the last time too. Habits: Pick up a fight against stronger opponent - Before a fight she finds her opponent weaknesses by touching/asking them - Has a very sharp tongue, so she can make any person get very angry - Appearance: Freakisly tall and very skinny, just like her sister. White hair, also white skin and silver eyes. Long, curly hair. Wears white tank top and white jeans, white raven mask and/or black gloves. Also wears white boots. History: WIP. Weapon(s) of Choice: Full set of throwing knives, also carries golden deagle. Companions(s]: Louisa Oak.
Supporter of the Purge?: Yes. Both Beatha and Louisa witnessed her father being murdered, so they are out for a revenge on every people they meet. Do you want to be a Purger?: Yes. Level of Security: 5. Extra: Face-claim - Beata V.
While Mistress was dashing from building to building with some papers on her backpack, she couldn't hear any sound around her, which caused her to quickly stop and look around her in silence. Soon, her eyes met Luce's eyes, making a distant eye contact and just as he pulled his gun Mistress' eyes widened as her body quickly fell down, her silvery eyes were filled with fear, her chest began to very quickly rise and fall, as her eyes once again tried to make the eye contact with the male. She knew that without seeing her die he won't go away, but if she'll need to run, she will have to. The albino was quietly laying on the roof, the silence took over again. The only thing she was able to hear is the man and some girl that she has never seen before. They were waiting for something, maybe this is some sort of a meeting? She quickly rolled on her belly, hissing after she felt pain in her leg. But it was only a scratch, since the bullet that male shoot flew by her leg, marking her skin in bloody patch. Looking at the small scar, Mistress slowly pushed herself towards the edge of the roof, peeking at the pair beneath. It sure was the same male, leader of The Fallen as she heard from Snow, but the girl next to him was sure unknown and unseen for her eyes. Now after she saw how aggressive the male is, she was hating herself of what she did in his court building. She was quite scared of this male, but the fear will be gone. Sooner or later, it will be gone. Meanwhile Snow was rushing back to her sister, to the place where they said they will meet after their plans, but she only could see her white body hiding behind a wall. And then Snow knew something is wrong, so she quickly bent down and crawled to her sister, taking her attention as she dragged her feet over the rough stone, making a silent dragging sound, that could be heard for the people beneath, if they have a good hearing. Mistress quickly looked at her sister and growled very quietly, telling her to quickly crawl closer and hide as well. Without any words, Snow was laying next to her sister, peeking her head over the edge just to see the man she once saw in the alleyway again.
((Sorry if it's short, I just had no ideas of what to post.))
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: RedRedRose on December 06, 2014, 09:32:14 am
The silence was deafening, causing the Ghost the walk even faster down the twisting alleys that provided a seemingly endless amount of shortcuts. A distant car alarm was set off, but then silenced after what seemed like hours of the unimaginably infuriating wailing. Wiping the remaining blood from her blade, Cassandra's pace significantly slowed down as she reached the meeting point. Twirling the blade around her fingers, she held her breath as two figures came into view, one clearly being Lucifer. She stayed out in the shadows for as long as she could bear, listening intently to the man's speech. An almost-silent scratching sound caused her head to snap up and her icy gaze to land on two huddled figures watching.
Letting out a clearly audible chuckle, she sauntered from her hiding place with her heels crunching against the gravel beneath her. "Good evening." Cassandra smiled, now twirling a small strand of hair around her finger. Now that the second figure had fully come into view, the brunette's gaze slid over her. A woman, maybe slightly older than her age, not nearly as smart, although surprisingly tough. Flashing a cold smile in the woman's direction, she turned to Luce, who seemed to look just as smart as before. Slowing to a halt a good few metres away from the pair, she turned and glanced at the roof in which the two figures had been hiding. A small head appeared, peering over at the meeting. Sighing, Cass turned back around, shaking her head as if disappointed.
-sorry for shortness- :3
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 07, 2014, 06:23:31 pm
(http://s3.favim.com/orig/44/badass-black-and-white-boy-dean-winchester-gif-Favim.com-373076.gif) Luce
A twisted scream echoed through the night, it's eery remains leaving a stain in the air, reminding everyone within hearing distance just what this night stood for. Luce's deep emerald gaze flicked to the side, in the direction the noise came from. It was far away, but nonetheless audible. "Sir?" Savannah's quiet voice called. Luce gazed back at her, but she did not return the look. Slowly, he turned, following her gaze. The wind picked up, swaying his precisely chosen clothing, his slicked back hair swaying ever so slightly as the figure came into view. She strolled forward, careless and fascinating. "Cassandra." He whispered to himself, a smirk parting his lips. As she approached, she gazed back towards the figure he shot at earlier. Luce busied himself adjusting his shirt cuff, his eyebrow raising, "They're bothersome, but harmless. They won't gain much from their eavesdropping." He stated, strolling forward. "I suppose some explanation is in order." He held his hand out towards Savannah, who quickly placed a paper in it. "There is no successful business without a little competition." He gazed at the paper.
"Tell me, have you ever heard of the Forsworn?" Luce seemed unaffected by the word, but Savannah seemed almost bothered. They were a rather secretive group, mainly focused in bounties and murdering for money. Even outside the purge. Yet, as famous as they are, no one knew much else about them..
"Assassins, murderers. Call it what you will, They're large and strong. They haven't much paid attention to our little town. Until now. They've taken plenty of kills and left families mourning." Luce balled the paper up, tossing at Savannah who moved fast to catch it. "All my life I've had no enemies but one." He held a single finger up. "And I've spent my life keeping an eye out for him. Watching, waiting. He went MIA a few years ago, only to resurface now. You see, he rules over the faction known as the Forsworn."
A lifeless laugh escaped him, "He's a lifelong friend of sorts. And he's planning something large..malevolent. yet he's remaining hidden. We have been leaving hints about for him..warnings. We don't need a war, my sweet poison." He drew ever closer to the girl, his gaze solid. He opened his mouth to continue but paused, the wind picked up once more. Luce's eyes flicked to the side, landing on Savannah who stared wide eyed and shocked at a distant alleyway.
Luce stepped away from Cassandra, turning to gaze at the alleyway as well. Soon, he spotted what she did. Two figures stepped from the shadows. One female, her gaze cold and unforgiving. The other a male.. He protruded from the darkness with a long stride dripping with power and death. He was tall, his crystalline eyes sharp, and his hand tangle in a mess of hair from the head he carried. From the look on Luce's face it was obvious, it was one of his snipers heads.
The two came ever closer, their malevolence deafening. He walked with the confidence of a reaper, some might even mistake him for death himself. He had pale skin, sharp bones and an excited sneer. As they came with yards of the group, Luce whispered a curse beneath his breath. "Oh but you've found war." The strange man came to a hault, his voice sculpted with a deep accent. He tossed the head forward, watching it roll to a stop at Luce's feet. "Brother." He spat.
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 07, 2014, 06:31:55 pm
Title: Re: A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!
Post by: AbbyJoyce on December 10, 2014, 10:10:35 pm