The Twinsters - ENDED----x(

Professor Rodrig
"Oh my! It looks like you've dropped the laser gun, Hillary. Let me help you." I say nonchalantly. I take the gun, and place it on the table.
"Oh...." She frowns slightly.
"There shall be no stealing.... either of you. Am I understood?" I say, sternly.
"Yes Professor," says Aladria, and Hillary nods.
"Okay. No lies between us, and no secrets." I say, frowning at Hillary. She glances away. "Oh, and what I mean by combining, is this." I say. I take a laser gun, and start taking it apart. Then, I take a knife. I use my tools, and twist some wires. I take out my hand-held fire:

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Then, I melt some of the plastic, and mold it. The girls watch, fascinated. I keep altering things, and twisting stuff. I then saw the blade of the knife off of the handle. Taking the blade, I slip it into the hole I made for it. I pull back the trigger.
"What is that?" Asks Aladria.
"This, Aladria, is what I'm talking about.... A new invention." I aim at a wall. With one trigger, I send a laser.
"It's still just laser...." says Hillary. I pull the other trigger, and the sharp knife blade speeds out and hits the wall. Aladria gasps.
"See, I have created a laser gun, with a knife throwing installed. Now you girls try."

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Laser gun looks like this:
and the knife blade looks like the top one:

Aladria

"Now you girls try," Rodwig said.

I stared at the weapons before me. "Um..." I wasn't sure what exactly he'd just done. "You mean combine two weapons?" He nodded. "Alright, then..."

I picked up a knife, a few grenades, and a pistol. Taking apart the pistol took some time, but I did, and I tried to figure out how the trigger worked. When I pulled it, it made a little hammer slam forward. I started making a tube big enough to fit the grenades in, and attached it to the top of the knife. A knife that shot grenades. At least, it was supposed to.

"I think I've got something," I said, holding up my invention. Hillary looked like she'd already finished, but I was proud of myself - I wasn't usually good at this sort of thing.

"Good job, Aladria," the professor said encouragingly. I sensed a little bit of pity from him - did he think I was incompetent? "Why don't you test it?"

"Are you sure that's a good idea? I'm not exactly a mechanic..." There was no reply, so I stood up and saw a fireplace that looked like it could take an explosion from a grenade. I pointed the knife at it and pulled the trigger. There was a snap - and nothing happened. "I think it's not-" Suddenly I realized it was hissing. I pulled the trigger again, but it didn't shoot the active grenade out. I finally threw the thing away, where it exploded on the ground.

The rickety old house trembled a little, but nothing fell. Both of the others were staring at me.

"Oops," I said weakly.

(PS it's Rodrig not Rodwig, Ranger51)

Hillary Betten

"Oops," Aladria said weakly.

Hillary burst into a laugh fit for that of a donkey. Not as extreme as wailing, HEEHAA'S! But, chuckled out lightly, amazed that the house hadn’t cave around them.

"That's alright,” She assured Aladria slowly. "I think that's a clever invention. Keep swinging at it and the other guys won’t know what hit 'em." Then she added with a snort. "I mean, com'on, a grenade shooting knife? Who's gonna guess that? You’ve got one up on them already."

She looked down at her own invention. "Alright,” She held it up and squinted one eye to look into the scope with the other. She aimed at a vacant brick wall across the room. "You guys might wanna steer clear." She glanced at Aladria who stood closest to her and motioned her back. Planting her feet, Hillary took aim, again, and pulled the first trigger. A thin laser beam shot from a tiny hole in the grenade-gun she had position above the larger one. It pierced the brick. Instantly, her targeted spot began to fume and Hillary released the trigger. The swirling plumes of smoke cleared, revealing daylight through the hole to the other room.

As the others looked on intently, straining to see the fine puncture across the room, Hillary pulled the second trigger. Out of the larger hole of her grenade-gun billowed an active grenade. FLOOP!

On impact, the grenade blasted through the bricks and shook the house violently. The Professor jumped back, bracing his arms above his head and glanced around the ceiling in alarm. Nothing fell. Aladria looked as though she were about to bolt, her eyes wide in anticipant fright as well. The blast had startled Hillary. She observed the large hole in the wall, dripping of melted clay, big enough to jump through. She blinked, realizing she had been holding her breath and began to draw in lungfuls of the air.

"Ya know,” She began, "It is a good thing those bricks are as stable as they are!" She exclaimed with a light, nervous laugh and looked down at her gun. "Kind of typical,” she said with a little frown, then added, "especially compared to Aladria’s!"

When Aladria flinched at Hillary’s comment and glanced away, seeming to draw inward, Hillary backpedaled.

"I mean, no offense, I love your invention. Just that, mine isn't as original as I’d like it to be. But it works and that's all that matters. Fire is fire. Even though, this isn't 'fire', but, you know." She became aware of her needless rambling and glanced around at the Professor and Aladria who stared at her. A deep shade of pink flushed Hillary’s cheeks. "Sorry."

Professor Rodrig
"Uh... Sorry." says Hillary, turning pink.
"Ehem. We are not going to criticize anyone, understood, Hillary?" I say. She nods, turning redder. "And as for you, Aladria, I love your invention. Very smart. Now. Could we try to find a way to, uhm, activate it?" I say, trying to think up a smart way to make her knife work.
"Wait..... Professor, we--- have a problem. It looks like people saw the explosion, and----" says Aladria. I look out a window, and see the growing crowd. I see the police surrounding us. We aren't in danger because we're good, but technically, we aren't supposed to have laser guns and all of that.
"Come girls." I run through the door, with the girls following. I don't want to show this to them yet.... but we are in need now. I lead them through the streets, and to the forest. Then, we stop in front of a huge stone. I slide my hand across the bumpy edge, and find the keypad.
"What??" says Hillary.
"I've been working on this...." I say, and consentrate on the pad.

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Pad looks like this, seethrough, but on the stone. it's wireless too. You can't see it:

I type in my long password, and enter. The stone moves to the side, and we walk through the tiny opening. When we are through, the stone shuts.
"Welcome Professor Rodrig." says a robotic voice. Laser guns and normal guns appear, all aimed at the two girls. They stand there, scared.
"Deactivate." I say, and type more numbers in another pad. The guns leave, and we pass through another door. This happens three times before we get to the laboratory.
"Wow!" says Aladria.
"Okay, Aladria, you go first. I want you to press your thumb onto this sheet of glass, which is actually a keypad. It will mark it. Then do your left hand. Then type your name, and a long 20 character password with numbers and letters. Then you, Hillary." I say. When they are done, I notice it is already 10:30pm. They will need rest. I take them through a maze of rooms, and finally to two bedrooms beside eachother.
"Are these--- Ours?" says Aladria, shocked. The beds have remotes to make them cooler, hotter, more blankets, less. There is a set of pajamas laying on each bed, with fuzzy slippers beside them. Actually, they are in the same room, but with a dark glass between. There is a tap beside the bed for water. And there is a huge glass TV for each of them.
"Get into your pajamas. You may then either watch a bit of TV, or go to sleep. You could even take a quick bath if you want. But trust me, you'll need your rest for what I have planned for tomorrow." I say, stepping out of the room. "Oh, and there's a bathroom for you two to share. It has a mirror, bath, shower, and all. Shampoo, cream.... whatever you need. If you need me, just push the red button by each of your beds, and I will come. Goodnight." I say, closing the door. I put an outside lock on just in case they want to leave. I don't want them to get lost in here. Now make them see all the cool stuff in their rooms.... See the cool bathroom, bed, TV, etc.

Kalef Promert

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Sorry for not writing

I took out my outfit, and set in front of Professor. He looked it over, and smiled.
"Good, good." he said. I nodded.
"Uh, my name could be.... Kennith. How's that?" I said. He nodded, and wrote it down. We sat on the cold and hard ground, and I started to shiver.

Professor Rodrig
I walk down the hallway, and while passing the lab, I see her. Her.... BEAUTIFUL her..... I take a deep breathe. OH NO! I forgot to tell the girls about her!
"Hey, Rodrig! Did you tell them?" she said, in her pretty voice.
"Uh. You'll never guess.... but I kind of... sort of... haha---er."
"You forgot. It's okay. You can take me to their room. I'll say hello in person." I am so glad she's not mad!

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(PS, that's Rodrig beside her. and her hair is long and straight.)

We walk back to the room, and I open the door. The two girls are laughing, and playing around with the stuff. I clear my throat.
"Ehem. This is Marissa. She's a--- well, she's with us." I stop myself just before I say that she's a secret spy.
"Hi. I'm Hillary."
"Yeah, and I'm Aladria. Nice to meet you."
"She'll be working with us. But now, go on to sleep." I say. We walk out, and Marissa turns around. She walks back in, and closes the door with a wink. Now what is she up to???

Volt Betten

“Welcome, welcome, my new students,” whispers our new teacher, silently clapping as a signal for us all to take our seats.
“You shall all call me: Professor Eric or just Professor. The reason for me to be Eric is that we are widely searched. This way, you won’t give my identity away.” He explains before continuing, “Now, each of you must choose a new name. It must not be anything close to your actual name….”
The pulls out a notepad and begins writing.
I look around the room, thinking but he soon begins talking again.
“So, I need you to show me your outfits…. Now.”
I walk to the place where until now I have kept my outfit until I actually need to use it.
Professor looks it over seriously and then nods nut doesn’t walk away and I realise he’s waiting for me to tell him my ‘new’ name.
“ Ryan,” I say as it is the first think that pops into my head, “Can my new name be Ryan?”
Professor nods and writes the name down into his notebook.

Professor Samil (Eric)

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From now on, ETw's, please post your real name and your fake name at the top of each entry.

"Well, my boys.... Ryan. You, as you have no more family, shall live with me. And you, Kennith, will also?" I ask.
"Yes." says Kennith.
"Good, good. Now. We will stay here." I say.
"Here! It's like---- well, it's not even a lab...." says Kennith.
"Or so you think........" I say.

Marissa
Here we go.... I hope it goes well.
"Hi girls. I'm Marissa." I say.
"Hello, Marissa. By the way, this room is TOO cool!" says Aladria.
"Yeah, so what have you girls figured out about this room so far? 'Cause really, there are a LOT of cool things here." I say.
"Uhm. There's a tap for water..... A bed that you can fill with water..... Er---"
"Yes, but, you have to notice the details." I say. I walk to where the tap of water is, and feel my way around the top. I feel the button, and push it. A little screen pops up.
"Whoah!" says Hillary.
"See... What do you want. Water, lemonade, pink lemonade, coffee-- decaf... Whatever comes to mind, type it in, and it'll serve it. Cool, huh?"
"Yes.... Totally!!!! I love it!" says Aladria.
"Okay girls. Do you have any other questions?"

(WRITE GUYS!)

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Name: AzMarie Taylor "Az"

Age: 15

Gender: Female.

Personality: Azmarie is a very straight forward person, she is not the kind of person you can afford to underestimate. She is sneaky and intelligent and she combines them to make a double threat. She's more intelligent than sneaky, but she would never tell you that. Azmarie is very confident and a natural born leader. Az is certainly a piece of work. Ultimately, she is the brain of the group. She has an intimidating persona and is not afraid to speak her mind even when it seems unlikely. She's strong, and has an amazing will power. Az can be very intimidating and will make you regret doubting her. She has a fascination with blood and as sick as it sounds, she loves pain. Inflicting it , and being a victim of it. (of course, not minor pain.) She thinks fear is a mental thing that she can control, and even when she is on edge about something, she doesn't show it.


Talents: Temporal Duplication (She is able to bring past and future versions of herself and others to the present.) With the help of her power, she is a master manipulator. She could sell ice to an eskimo.

Strengths/ Weaknesses: AzMarie's strengts vary from her obvious manipulaton tactics, to her impressive strength. She loves to climb and is extremely good at it. Her weapon of choice is either poison, or her finger claws. She is best with hand to hand combat, but she does have metal shards to throw in case of emergencies. Her aim isn't the best, but her confidence supports her. She is a perfectionist with a determination that makes her a force to be messed with. Being a perfectionist can often create a challenge for her. She gets frustrated easily and usually, when something goes wrong, she is the first person to blame herself. She doesn't quite enjoy water there's something about it the sets her off. Her curiosity often works against her in big ways.

Appearance with picture ( and battle outfit) :

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~ AzMarie Taylor || Evil~

I was the last to show My armor. It shone red and a ruby glittered on each side of the torso marking the secret compartment. The compartment wasn't how it seemed, it was a thin cave that wrapped around the waist. Inside the to compartment held thirteen metal shards, specially forged with a thin hair-like hole in the middle to possibly hold poison. Viles of poison formed the other side, along with their antedotes.

Most people would think that this feature isn't the best choice, but I knew something they didn't, while most people would have chose something big, I chose something small, leaving room for improvements.

I stood tall next to my armor,and tilted my head to the side as he examined it. I Moved the fiery hair behind my shoulder, and waited for my armor to be approved. My black lips formed the words as he nodded.

"Call me Sparky. Elina." I decided that going with a nicknae and a real name for my cover would seem less likely to be a cover. He scribbled the name across the neat paper.