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~*~The Dawn of War~*~

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War is on the horizon. Between, not two countries but two races. Two human races. Ten years ago an unknown virus entered the food stream. Whether intentionally or not, we have yet to discover. It affected small children under the age of ten and above the age of five. The symptoms were…nothing. Surprised? So were we. The virus moved through our bodies’ undetected, changing and altering us. Some unlocked the mind, the psychics, the tele’s, and the many other possibilities. We are called Mentals. A few grew in tune to the earth and its elements. Depending on the elements their names defer, Inferno’s, Chillers-Drenchies, Tremors, and Twisters. Others yet developed to be stronger, faster, the virus affected their bodies. They are the Shifters and Megas. Some though, some became monsters, unable to control the sickness in them and in the end became insane. All of us will answer to one name though, even if we despise it, the Malformers because ‘normal’ people see anything different as malformed.
Back to the war. Most of the governments saw this as an opportunity to gain super killing weapons. You must remember though that even the oldest Malformers are only at age twenty, most are even younger. Still we might have fought for our countries if only they had asked. Unfortunately the leaders decided that us being different they thought of us as little more than animals for them to command. They took many of the younger Malformers by force before they even realized their abilities. Worse they performed painful tests and studies, trying to learn how to recreate the effects of the virus, why some were affected and others weren’t. They have killed many innocence children but no more. Because now…Now we fight.


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Rules: Sorry must have a few.

1- Please keep your characters between the ages of 15-20
2- DO NOT make your characters perfect, un-killable, wanna be gods. Everyone has weakness.
3- Please no long sex scenes. Sexual content is fine- to an extent.
4- Gore is fine (In fact I love violent scenes) but if it’s all you can write about please don’t bother.
5- Don’t kill any ones character- blah, blah, blah.
6- Please don’t make more than two characters.
7- Post at least two paragraphs at a time, I hate one liners.
8- Post at least once every two days, I can understand if you’re busy but if you’re just too lazy…
9- Don’t have more than three powers and only in one category.
10- Have a wonderful time.


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Setting-
There are two main places in the beginning of this.
First the outcasts hide away. There is a remote piece of land somewhere in the northern area. A large lake with steam rising from it is surrounded by hand built cabins. Here surrounded by tall and unforgiving trees in the quietness of dawn, you can almost forget that you are hunted.
I’m sure that talented people like yourselves can take it from there.
P.S. On that note there can be animals and things, but the only electricity comes from a generator.
Second is where ever you can think of as long as you are on your way to the hide away.


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Name- Alexandra Wells
Age- 17
Group- Mentals
Power/s- Telekinetic, Visions of past and future, and heightened senses of touch.
Weapon/s- Two powerful pistols that she wears in a shoulder holster, an ammo belt that also holds six tiny throwing knifes, and a knife belt around her thigh.
Weakness- She sometimes has seizures after having a powerful vision or pushing herself really hard with her telekinetic ability. She also has horrible migraines if she can’t write down or sketch out a vision fairly quick.
Open for love?- Yes.




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The sky looks as though it is a sea of blood, flowing in every direction, and swallowing anything crazy enough to stay in its path. Or anyone. For I stand on the rise of the only hill for miles, sword in hand, and my odd family by my side. We stand alone, united by the world that out casted us. The only ones who can save it now the only ones who-
“Alex!”

I stumbled on a stray pebble that lay on the heated asphalt when my sister Ashley finally broke into my daydream.

“What?”

Mumbling as I looked at everything except her. The brightly colored fall leaves that drifted down from the tree tops falling around us like an odd rain shower and I briefly thought about dancing under them. But I would never do anything like that though I often daydream about stuff like that. Wild and crazy things I would love to do but never had the guts.

“I said if we don’t hurry we’ll be late for gymnastics again!”

Quickening my pace we passed the tall trees in the park leaving their wonderful autumn colors behind. As we walked I looked over at my sister. She really looked nothing like me, because while I was short and lean she was on her way to being a decent height and had a very nice figure. Her dark blond hair had three kinds of natural highlights and shimmered beautifully. On top of that it also curled perfectly and was always framing that pretty face just so. My dark brown hair was thick and straight as a board and had not one single highlight. If I had the courage I’d cut it into one of those cute bobs that I saw all the girls wearing. Alas it isn’t so and my straight hair falls at waist level exactly the same length as my spine.

I plucked a stray leaf off my sweater sleeve admiring the red flames that had been slowly covering up the green before it fell from the trees. The red was almost the same color as the frightening daydream I’d just had. I nodded politely as my sister chatted away. It was probably about something that seemed stupid to me, who was dating who, and the hundreds of crushes she had. I had never been like that; Ashley was the social butterfly of the family, not me. I was the normal, blend in, kinda girl that kept to herself and had books as friends. Completely drives my mother insane.

A beautiful, talented young woman like you! You…You should have men lined up to date you! And more girlfriends than your phone can hold!”

I sighed as I remembered the ‘talk’ we’d had just last night. I was her disappointment; Ashley was her shining star, beautiful, outgoing, and she’s not me. My stepfather on the other hand, he pushes me. Not to be something I’m not, only to improve the person I am already. He understands me, has ever since he married my mother nine years ago when I was eight.

“Alex, you should totally go out with Ryan, he was T-totally checking you out!”

What? I rolled my eyes as I finally picked up a few words she was spouting off. At least I hadn’t just agreed with her. It took a moment to register and when I did I looked back. I caught a glimpse of a large tinted widow van slowly approaching. At first it didn’t seem, and it shouldn’t, it’s only a van. I told myself but still…my stomach turned when I looked at it.




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“Alex! Why don’t you ever pay attention to me!?”

Ashley hissed but I didn’t respond. Instead I quickly took in my surroundings. I’d walked past this place thousands of times to the gym, but suddenly I felt very much trapped. You idiot, it’s just a van! My rational side screamed at me. As I was arguing with myself a memory surfaced, a recent one.

“Alexandra,” I smiled at Derek, my stepdad, he was the only one who used my full name, “You’re getting older and I have a feeling that everything is going to change for you, really soon. I want you to be prepared for anything.”

I raised my eyebrows and tilted my head slightly. Words weren’t needed for him to comprehend my meaning. I fought to keep the smile from my grease smeared face. He chuckled before continuing.

“I know a little deep of a conversation for an oil change. But…I love you Alex, and I don’t ever want you to forget that.”

The smile had slipped away from his face, running away from the sadness that rolled out of him in waves. For some irritating reason my eyes had filled with stupid tears.

“Oh Dad,” I said, my voice deeper than normal, layered with emotion. I didn’t usually call him dad and the smile tried to creep back to his face.
“I love you to…I always will.”
I rushed into his open arms and he hugged me tightly. Later as I walked out the door I heard him mumble, “I sure hope so…”


I shook my head wondering why I’d thought of that. Ashley was still complaining loudly as I turned to look for the van. It was much closer and it had increased its speed.

“Ashley, do you see that van?”

I asked and she turned to look as the vehicle turned the corner we’d just passed two minutes ago.

“Ya I see it, and your point is?”
She fixed those blue eyes on me with a hand on her hip, even as we walked.

“I…I don’t know. You…you don’t think it’s weird…or anything?”

I stammered lamely as she rolled her eyes muttering something about ‘paranoid’ and stalked off. I refused to let myself look back at the van, Ashley was right I was being stupid. I jogged to make up the few feet that separated us now.

Ashley screamed as the black vans tires squealed as it served to the sidewalk in front of us slamming into the brick building. I was too stunned to move, as thoughts scrambled around in my brain. At first I thought that there had been an accident, but then the door slid open. Out stepped to well built guys, one had black hair shaved except the unreadable word that covered the back of his neck. The other was bald and had scars running down his cheek. I stepped backwards pulling Ashley with me when I noticed, in their black gloved hands, they held guns.

I heard the crackling of a hand held radio.
“Shoot the blond, the short one is the one we want.”

Jerking Ashley I turned and ran. Dragging her along behind me. I risked a glance over my shoulder, running away seemed to have caught them by surprise. Well, I thought as I pushed Ashley in front of me so that I ran behind her, I’m not going to stand there and let my sister get shot.




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Name- Aleah

Age- 16

Group- Inferno's

Power/s- Fire manipulation. She can do pretty much anything she wants with fire. It whispers to her, tells her things. She is immune to burns.

Weapon/s- Aleah carries a silver dagger with her at all times, but her main weapon is fire.

Weakness- The obvious, water. If she's fighting against a Drenchie, she's useless. Against everyone else, she's a formidable enemy.

Open for love?- Yes

Appearance- Aleah has long wavy orange hair and glittering black eyes. She's slim, but not unhealthily skinny. She's of average height.

Personality- Aleah is arrogant at times, and quick to anger. She is self-confident, and has a tendency to use sarcasm. Most people stay away from her when she's angry, because when she's angry she has a lot of trouble controlling herself. She's charismatic and charming, and she almost always gets her way. She has a problem with cold-blooded murder. It gets under her skin, and drives her crazy. If an innocent died, and she could have prevented it, it would haunt her steps for the rest of her life.
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Just another quack spouting psychobabble.

"If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."




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**Could I create a human, one that is specially trained to fight these guys? ^_^**

Name- Miles Andrews

Age- 16

Group- Mentals

Power/s- Mind control/ mind reading. Also she has limited ability to feel/change emotions.

Weapon/s- He considers his 'gift' his most powerful weapon. Though he is good with daggers/ knifes. He has two strapped to his wrists, that he can easily slide out. Two more on each ankle and one to his stomach, overlapping his jeans.

Weakness- He has difficulties with emotions. He can usually feel them easily, but he can't always change them. Just because he can change thoughts, dosen't always mean he can change the emotions. Also, one time, someone's emotions were so strong against him that he couldn't control their mind because he couldn't control their emotions.

He has been known to have difficulties affecting the minds of a large group.

Open for love?- Of course!

Personality: He's very charming (obviously, given his power) and loves to have fun. It's hard to take him seriously sometimes, though he won't be pushed around. He just jokes around a lot.

Appearance: http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_NjMk_5og2WY/S ... +neely.jpg

**Are we not putting in personalities? Or appearances?
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Aleah heard a scream. She sat up quickly, closing her book. She heard a voice that had obviously come from a radio. "Shoot the blonde, the short one is the one we want." Aleah stood, slipping her book into her backpack. She crept to the end of the alleyway she was in. Two girls ran past. She suddenly stuck her arms out, wrapping them around their shoulders and their mouths. She pulled them back into the alleyway. The blonde girl screamed through her hand. "Hush." Aleah hissed. "I'm trying to help you. Now sit down and be quiet." She let go of them and they went behind her. Two men came running into the alleyway, carrying guns. "They went this way!" One said. The other noticed Aleah. He pointed his gun at her. "Don't move or I'll shoot." He said. Aleah slowly put her hands up. "Have you seen two girls?"

Aleah smiled. "I have no idea what you're talking about sir. And if you continue to obstruct me with your gun, I'm going to have to scream. And you wouldn't want that."

He narrowed his eyes at her. "You've got a lot of cheek girl. It could get you into trouble at some point."

Aleah shook her head. "I don't think so."
Fire shot from her hands.

the men stumbled backwards, shocked. their clothes caught, and one dropped his gun. Aleah whispered words in the fire language, causing the flame to burn quicker and become hotter. The two turned and ran from the alleyway, and her fire ceased. She turned to the two girls. "Are you guys okay?"
Just another quack spouting psychobabble.

"If I win, I'm a prodigy. If I lose, then I'm mad. That's the way history is written."




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Name- Ava Wilson
Age-15
Group- Shifters
Power/s- Ability to change into any creature on the planet. Also can appear as a diffferent person, which means that once she sees a person she can take on their looks, voice, the whole shebang.
Weapon/s- Uses her ability to shift mostly, since weapons are a pain to take when shape shifting, but can handle pistols very well.
Weakness- She's a little too cocky, which can get her in sticky situations.
Open for love?- Yes :)
Appearance- 5'11 with chin length white hair and light grey eyes. Skinny, yet is curly.
Personality- She's very sarcastic and bitter. Most people are anxious and nervous around her, since she's kind of animalistic, but if you're her friend she'd die for you.
(I'm going to put those in just in case you wanted them.)
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can i save a spot?
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OOC// Hey I put some info about my charie in the first few parts so I didn't think about putting in personality or anything. Sorry you can put in anything you want I don't mind beef that profile up! And it's perfectly fine to save a spot.
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WhiteTiger93 wrote:**Could I create a human, one that is specially trained to fight these guys? ^_^**

OOC// That would be cool!!




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Ava prayed that she could find someone. Lost in this god-forsaken town that was crawling with the government made her constantly on edge. Now, she was all alone, searching for a way to the hideout. Grayson, the Mentalist she had been traveling with, was her guide. But he had died less than two days ago and now she was walking blind.

She walked down a strange smelling alley. The harsh scent of scorched bricks assaulted her throat, causing her to gag. A fight had very recently been here, a fight that definitely included an Inferno. Grayson had taught her all about this strange world that had been caused by a simple virus. Well, a not so simple virus, for now the government was killing children and trying to capture us, all just to study the powers.

Her eyes scanned all around her. There were no bodies and no blood. Frustrated, Ava let out a soft growl. The noise made her smile, for it reminded her of the fearsome power she had.

"We're in luck," she heard a voice call out, "They're just everywhere today." Ava spun to see to, very singed, crazed looking men in black pointing their tranquilizing guns at her. Immediately she tensed. Adrenaline pumped through her veins, spreading like fire everywhere. As soon as the first shot was fired, her plan was already made.

The dart was fast, but she was faster. Her feet flew beneath her as the change began to take place. The typical explosion happened. To everyone else, it would look so smooth you could barely see the change actually happened, but to her, it was like being thrown into fire and then jumping into ice water. In mid jump, Ava was suddenly a white tiger, her fangs bearing down on the first man's neck.

The sick sound of his neck snapping echoed through the alleyway. The second man turned his gun on me, but Ava was too quick. Her paw batted his gun away. She stood facing him, her shoulders hunched with her tail slowly flicking back and forth. This was her favorite part, the fear in his eyes, the sound of his heart hammering underneath his very fragile skin.

Goodbye, Ava thought, as she pounced through the air.
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((Could I make a guy who's got the monster expression of the infection? I was thinking that maybe he could have caught the symptoms early on and is looking desperately for some way to keep it in check.))
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Name: Karie Allen

Age: 20

Gender: Female

Personality: Cool, calm, collective. She's very sarcastic and bitter. Karie's killed many people, not just Malformers. She enjoys the kill.

Appearance: Long golden silvery blonde hair the reaches her waist. It is one length and has a blunt cut. Her eyes are a stormy, cloudy gray that never change. She is extremely skinny and short, the type of person, upon first glance, that you would think is harmless. She actually is rather muscular and VERY dangerous.

Weapons: She has been taught very well in the martial arts business. That is her most effective weapons. She also carries two knifes, strapped to her ankles and two pistols in her waistband.

Weakness: She may have no mercy, but she does have a conscious. It does effect her that she has killed innocent people, children even. Also, she tends to get overconfidant.

Open for love: Sure. It'll cerainly cause some...drama. ^_^

**Also, I'm going to change my other character to a guy since we have so many girls. ^_^ Plus, I actually meant to make it a boy.**
Hermione, shut your ungodly, lopsided mouth and quit interrupting! 20 points from Gryffindor. You know, for the brightest witch of your age you can sure be a dumba** sometimes. *smiles* 10 points to Dumbledore!

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Name- Spencer Walker

Age- 17

Group- Tremors

Power/s-
He has the ability to move the earth around him at will, pulling chunks out of it, making plants grow, among other possibilities. His body can be turned to pure rock when ever he wants, allowing him to regrow body parts (only if he lost while transformed).

Weapon/s- He carries a simple staff, and two machetes

Weakness- While in rock forum he must maintain a lot of concentration, and if he breaks that concentration while re-growing something, it will stay at current stage. Usually a strong hot to the head will make him lose concentration. After he goes back to normal he also feels very drained and usually has to rest.

Open for love?- sure
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