Young Writers Society

News/Updates:
~I will post a new post on the 12th of September to keep the story moving.
~The following people are no longer a part of this storybook due to inactivity: RedBird, Vonghese.
~The official out-of-character storybook discussion thread!http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic87449.html
~I am thinking about opening some new character positions. These characters will be on a slightly different storyline as they will play the position of the good guys. Their plot-line would focus on their plans to defeat the bad guys, but as the title shows, the bad guys will be the main focus and will most likely defeat the good guys and successfully complete their evil plan.

Prologue:
225 seconds ago, a group of unknown YWS members decided that writing about the good guy was no longer fun. After a flash of light, all of these authors disappeared from their various computer screens, only to find themselves in an evil headquarters with plains to be totally evil. Now, only one force stops them from completing their unknown goal: the good guys...

For those who wish to follow along, the story starts on the second last post of this page. Don't forget to post any OOC posts in the official thread, You can find it here: http://www.youngwriterssociety.com/topic87449.html

Rules:
No god-modding.
No hogging the story (24 hour post buffer).
No sex scenes (romance allowed).
Mild swearing is permitted.
Regular posting is required.
All OOC (out-of-character) posts are to be posted in the official discussion thread or clearly labelled at the bottom of your story post.

Participants:
Camulaeus
jaetwee
secrets13
SubjectBlue
LostMagi42
Ladyofthedeathroses
Sourdude16
caringdeathangel
RedBird
Vonghese

Plot So Far:
All the participants have decided to make the evil guy the hero and have somehow managed to become the evil characters in the story. The only thing that stands in the way is the good guys.

Check-list: The plot points that need to be decided.
-How they got transported into the story.
-Who the good guys are.
-The ultimate evil plan.

Posting List: These people need to make a post ASAP!

Remember to have fun and be creative!
-The annoying figment of your imagination: jaetwee.

Name: Cameron Storysmith A.k.a Red Seal
Age (13-18): 14
Appearance: Imagine a 5'2 slightly chubby boy with short brown hair and green eyes...wearing bright red sunglasses, cherry gloves, a black hoodie,jeans and combat boots.
Hates: Work, Whales, and good guys.
History: From a young age he showed creativity..in destruction. His favorite victims; plushie whales. He also detested "superheroes" conniving grand plots where he destroyed both hero and whale. He showed immense genius, and devoted his studies to Neurological sciences and lazer engineering. With the assistance of his father, a geneticist who worked on hybrids between species, he created the SEAL I suit, a pair of sunglasses and gloves that allow his neurological patterns to create virtually anything ... out of deadly red lazer beams. To be fair, this is practically the only thing Cameron ever showed any effort in doing, as he is incredibly hedonistic and recreationally based.
Other: His SEAL I suit allows neurological waves to form lazer based structures and projectiles. He could put improvements into the suit... if he ever got off his lazy butt.

Character Profile:
Name: Jaetwee
Age (13-18): 13
Appearance: Strawberry blonde hair, blue eyes, pale complexion, Caucasian, female, 145cm tall, thin, lean, freckles.
Hates: Cheese, techno music, cats, winter.
History: Since the big flash, got no memory of my life before, all I know is that I used to write, and now I'm awesome bad guy!
Other:Bad guys, they're the fun ones. I used to write about good little happy-endings for the good-guys, but now it's time to kick some good-guy ass as the bad one. Evil plans, love 'em. I hope you'll love mine.
Learnt karate, now a black belt. Been writing since... Well, since I could write. Grew up in a sucky town; if you could actually say I'm grown up. Got a nasty streak that's waiting to be released.

I would like to reserve a spot please, I will post ASAP tomorrow.

Name: Chrystiallis (Chrys) Koriokami
Age (13-18): 17
Appearance: Medium height, with long, auburn hair that turns pure white in moments of anger and when she activates her powers. She has dark, piercing blue eyes, and her face is almost always emtionless. She is usually dress is black, long dresses, with black heels to match. her powers are ice.
Hates: dogs, rainbows, really anything nature related, and then just people in general, superheros
History:She was born in a small, poor household, and her father was a horrible drunk and beat her and her mother a lot until one day, when she was 8, Chrys finally got angry enough and she stabbed her father 27 times in the chest with a kitchen knife. After that, her mother was so afraid of her that she ran away from home, leaving Chrys to fend for herself. She roamed around the world and when she was about 12, she devolped her ice powers and began raging and creating terror where ever she could. Finally, her name became well known around the world.
Other: needs to find other ways to let her anger and evil out

Name: Rick "weasel" Tylod
Age: 18
Appearance: Tall and grim, muscular, but thin- wears Biker style clothing. Long black curly hair that is really messy, Yellow eyes. At times also Huge fangs and claws.
Hates: it would be easier to find out through experience what he does NOT hates, but mostly- other people.
History: Was grown in a happy family, 'till he killed them all in a burst of rage. his parents were very religious.
He became a gang member and a heavy drinker at the age of 13, but with hidden powers and terrible rage, He wants more.
Other: Stronger, faster, more agile better senses, and plainly better than the average human- a lot. also has some very nasty looking-um- sharp points.

Name: Dewey Nukum
Age (13-18): 17
Appearance: Click the link in the spoiler

Hates:Fluffy bunnies, pink puppy dogs, and rainbow unicorns.
History:When he was young, his parents sent him to military school. he hated it. he went one day and put some c4 in the closet and blew it up, spraying corrosive acid everywhere, and he escaped that day. while he was roaming, he came across a uranium mine. he built a base and an army of robot ducks armed with nuclear bombs.
Other: He is clinically insane.
Checklist info:(this is all from my perspective. the info provided may or may not be what we are using in the story. the only 100% certain fact is the first one : how I got transported into the story.)
I was transported into the story when I fell into a vat of toxic waste
The good guys are the people with power in this world, besides us registered Evil heroes.
The ultimate evil plan is to destroy the forces of good for the time being.

Name: Belladonna Oleander (Called Nightshade)
Age (13-18): 17
Appearance: Reddish black hair nightshade doe eyes 5'10 thin yet curvy naturally tan skin and high cheekbones.
Hates: Goody two shoes, being told what to not do, and antidotes.
History: She is accurately named after poison which she used to kill all of her boyfriends who each eventually try to take advantage of her.
Other: She is immune to each of the poisons she's ever concocted. She can control fire and heal people. Has thousands of poisons with her.

When do we start?

Name: Tobias
Age (13-18): 16
Appearance: dark blond hair, green eyes, well-toned, 5'8", always carries longsword and a small dagger.
Hates: Water, his parents, his relatives, non-explosive items
History: Parents abandoned him at his neigbors doorstep and left him. His relatives all supported his parents abandonment and would never accept Tobias in as family. He hates water because he was nearly drowned by his uncle. He loves explosions and thereby hates non-explosive items for they add no 'bang for the buck'. He left his neighbors with knowledge of all he can do and know seeks to destroy everyone and everything that ever meant him harm. His biggest dream is to rule the world with an iron fist.
Other: He can use fire to his advantage and oftentimes is tamed by his longsword. He smokes a signature cigar and is not someone you want to cross paths with.

Name: Angel Antica
Age (13-18):14
Appearance:Ash blonde hair,Purple eyes, curvey, thin, 5'3
Hates: People, cuddling, hand holding, love
History: abandoned at an abusive orphanage at age 5
Other: is a stunning young lady who draws eyes where ever she goes

Name: Micah Tallow
Age: 16
Appearance: Micah is tall and thin, but not particularly gangling. He has chin length red hair, bright green eyes, and lots of freckles. He usually wears black skinny jeans and a red shirt, as well as red converse.
Hates: Overly-emotional people, happy endings, sympathy, and Jane Austen
History: Micah has been shunted from foster home to foster home for his whole life. He always manages to make his foster parents despise him, whether through is extremely sarcastic tendencies, or his penchant for setting fire to various household items. When he was 14, he finally decided that he'd had enough, and ran away, taking only his laptop and some books.
Other: Has telepathic abilities (can hear people's thoughts and move objects with his mind), but people can block him if they concentrate. He is extremely sarcastic, but can get along well with people, if he so chooses. Up for love, I suppose.

Was sitting in a wifi cafe, contemplating that there is too much happiness in the world when he got sucked in.

The "good guys" are the people who try to make others content, while denying Micah the possibility of extending and flexing his powers.

Thus far, his plan involves making the world see that some people ARE better than others, and that this is the natural order of things, so everyone might as well accept it.

Name: Charles Walker AKA Chad, AKA Wyrda
Age (13-18): 17
Appearance: Tall, handsome, with blonde hair and blue eyes. Strong features. Wears black clothing, and a black trench coat with poisonous yellow Norse runes on the sleeves.
Hates: Homosexuals, feminists, and baseball
History: Charles Walker was sitting at his computer, minding his business, when a wrong click sent him tumbling through cyberspace. Before that, he was a quietly average student, the sort that blends in at school, whom you never hear about, the quiet one who surprises everyone when he finally snaps. Now, though, he's an insufferable yahoo, self-crowned as Comedic Relief.
Other: His new powers are simple enough, though he lacks the understanding to fully utilize them. He can break the laws of physics. Outward manifestations of this ability include but are not limited to super-strength, super-speed, and super-durability. His current theory is that he's got powers that only manifest themselves when he's in an adrenal rush, but the truth is that he can basically do whatever he wants to--if he wants it bad enough. This ignorance may get him killed before he realizes the truth.

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at my computer screen. Nothing, absolutely nothing to type up. No ideas floating around in my head to type up. What if I didn't write about the good guys; they can be so boring, always the same. Destroying the evil machine, stopping the bad guy and rescuing the girl. Why don't I write about the bad guys?
All of a sudden, bright white light filled my vision, blocking out the world. I closed my eyes but the light didn't go away. I could feel heat in the light, yet it didn't burn.
I opened my eyes. The light stopped. My mouth dropped open in shock. I was standing in a large warehouse. The floor was concrete and the walls were metal. Industrial fluorescent lights hung from the ceiling. A stack of crates were gathering dust in a corner.
There was another flash of light. This time, there was a person standing with me in the warehouse...

Describe your entrance into the warehouse. Feel free to socialise.

I was wandering along, when all of a sudden there was this vat of something blocking my way. I sniffed it, and it smelled, odd. I then turned away and went to walk in the other direction, but I slipped on a banana peel that I hadn't noticed, and fell into the creepy vat of stuff.
Abruptly, I was surrounded with light, and I found myself in a warehouse, with someone standing just a couple arms lengths from me. I then noticed a rather comfy looking chair, so I sat down, figuring If two people were here, more would be coming soon. I wanted to be comfortable in the meantime.