A Nation Reborn | Purge RP | Literate | Open and Accepting!

[RedRedRose]

Cassandra

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."

[DangusMangus]

Small update.~))

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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.

Wears:

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Beatha 'Mistress' Oak.

Application

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.

Wears:

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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.

[AbbyJoyce]

(Will post tomorrow afternoon. Incredibly busy tonight and tomorrow morning!!)

[AbbyJoyce]

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.

[RedRedRose]

Cassandra

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.

[DangusMangus]

I will post when I'll get home.))

[DangusMangus]

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.

Wears:

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Beatha 'Mistress' Oak.

Application

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.

Wears:

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 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.

[AbbyJoyce]

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!)

[DangusMangus]

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.

Wears:

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Beatha 'Mistress' Oak.

Application

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.

Wears:

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 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.))

[RedRedRose]

Cassandra

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