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EVIL's Revenge!
EVIL's Revenge!
Oh me! Oh my! Could it be?!!
YES! My dear spies, this is in fact the sequal to AYA Spies. I would like to thank all of you who partiipated. You are allowed to be the same spy, but what's this? You can make another charrie? Yes! New Story, and some new people. Friends or foes? Who knows! We must partake in another endeavor with our spies! It was decided that our charries would be umm, *looks at paper* 16! Ahahah! EVIL is back, and better than ever! They plan to acutally take over the world this time, and the plan is already in action!
DUN DUN DUN!!!!!! We are all drawn back together by someone you know getting brainwashed. WHOA THERE NELLY!! Go ahead and copy and paste your characters, and edit the slight variations, or the "IS THAT EVEN THE SAME PERSON?" edits. So go ahead and take a chance with fate! Why not? You've done it once before. So without any further ado,
LET THE GAMES BEGIN! *Lighting in background* HAHAHAHAHAAH!!!!!
Name: Madison Parks
Female
Former Agency/ies: AYA
Appearence: Medium height, dark brown hair the color of fudge. Brilliant blue eys. Light freckcles on her nose and under her eyes. Fair skin. Hair to her shoulders, usually in curls or in a high pony tail.
Personaltity: Quiet, and with a fire of determination in her eyes. Constantly on high alert, after the 'incident.' Skittish, but not with people she knows.
Curently doing: Living with Foster parents, but sadly not with Mason. They were split. Has two new foster sisters, and is studying to be a nurse. Like her friend, Embry. Calls Roselyn all the time.
Name: Mason Parks
Male
Former Agency/ies: AYA
Appearence: Has clean-cut milk chocolate hair. Military cut wise. Ocean blue eyes. Freckles on his nose, and no where else. Tall.
Personality: Doesn't talk much, not to anyone. A few of his closest friends are exceptions. He always hangs back at parties and things with people. Will not even try to attempt talking to a girl.
Curently doing: Living with a Foster family that consists of all boys, with the exception of the mother. The father is a drill sargent, and just Mason's luck. Because he wants to enlist ini the army.
So how have your characters changed?
submitted by Buggy
(July 25, 2015 - 3:57 pm)
(July 25, 2015 - 3:57 pm)
May~
Marcia and I head home. "You know mom isn't going to approve of you just running to the library without letting her know, right?" "Yeah." "Don't worry. I won't tell her. I'll say that you ran into traffic." "Thanks," she mumbles.
Sorry it's short.
(August 4, 2015 - 6:52 pm)
Katara~
An explosion wakes me from my rare, more-than-an-hour-sleep.. Usually by an hour I have woken up from some terrible nightmare. This time I was woken up by an explosion. The small, metal prison that has held me for three months rattles, but stands strong. Except the door is shaken off its hinges. I rush forward, fitting my fingers in the crack and pulling. The door opens, only to be replaced by rocks. I jump back, protecting my bare feet.
I have to get out of here, and fast. Oxygen doesn't last forever.
Elisha~
I run toward the hallway that leads to Katara's cell, the ground shaking. I let out a scream of agony and kick a big rock that stands out among the many, smaller ones that block the hallway. "No!" A large rock, about the size of my fist, bounces off my shoulder. More start to fall, all of them. Various shapes and sizes. I turn and run, assuming the worst for Katara. I reach the tall, rickety staircase that leads to the top and rush up.
I finish the last few steps with ease then run down the hall, switching the lever that spins the door around. I emerge, panting.
The king, and others who also made it out, eyes me. "Is she alive?"
I shake my head. "Entrance is blocked. She's a goner. Where are we going?"
He smiles and looks up at the looming AYA building. "Oh, I know a place that will do. Temporarily."
(August 5, 2015 - 4:08 pm)
Here's another remix. It's sung by Marcia and Katara.
Marcia: Wreckage crumbles, in the school,that we fought for Our army has diminished by the cost of war. Bringing us back again, though time is not so kind. From the ruins I have wept, for my dream I'd find.
And if you're still the same, you're the lucky ones. Cause some of us are changed for better or the worse. Blaming it all on our choices we can't outrun. Collecting scraps of our memories. The parts of us that are gone.
And they caused it.
We are the fearless, we are AYA. Believing in fantasies of our future. But one day, we'll descover the truth. That all will die before we get there. We'll all disappear.
Katara: And if you're still free, you're the lucky one. Cause I am chained, I am bound, without a choice. Setting chaos in my subconcious for punishment. Keeping memories of the war that destroyed their lives. It was the war that created this life.
And I caused it. And I caused it. And I caused iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!
And I lost it all, for just illusions! I destroyed lives, that I'll never forget.
Both: And I weeped for years, for the secrets I've kept.
Katara: Shrouding in my fears, after I broke their hearts.
Marcia: Shrouding in my dreams, till he broke my hopes.
Both: And since he had her, he was the lucky one. Cause I know he couldn't live without the other one.
Marcia: Balancing tides of emotions I shun.
Both: To destract my mind from ever missing them.
Marcia: But we're forever missing her.
And they caused it.
Katara: And I caused it.
Both: And they caused it.
And we'll end it.
(August 5, 2015 - 7:44 pm)
I'll post soon, though right now I'm sick. So hold tight! Also, I get the vibe that Mason is being well naughty. Like, he ruined Marcias dreams, and now Katara is being held captive because he chased her down which led to her being captured. Plus all those songs seem to say: "It's Masons fault". So yeah.
(August 6, 2015 - 2:39 pm)
Roselyn~
I don't think I understood most of what the others were talking about, although I did catch that EVIL is rising. That's me. Always struggling to keep up. Mason read something about Katara dying tommorow... which didn't make much sense. Then he ran off to collect himself, and read off something about AYA... participating... and then a list of names. He mentioned Miyuki, the strange girl on the bus, and Carrie. Now I was walking home, alone, after a long school day, and a new burden on my back: EVIL. I was listlsess the rest of the day, and my parents, though they loved me, let me be. They probably figured I had a tough day at school or something. When I went to bed, I couldn't sleep. All I could think about was Carrie. I needed to talk about it with someone. I rolled over to check the clock; it read 2:34 A.M. I picked up my cell phone, and now here I am, dialing Maddi's number and hoping she won't think I'm crazy. When Maddi picks up, she sounds tired, but I know she hasn't been sleeping either.
"Maddi..." I start.
"Yes?" She prompts.
"How did Carrie die?" I ask suddenly, my words tumbling over each other. I can tell she is taken aback some, and for almost 30 seconds, she is silent.
(August 6, 2015 - 3:04 pm)
I am so sorry that that's what it implies. I really didn't mean it that way. And I hope you feel better. And now I know that I shouldn't ask if you could hang out.
(August 6, 2015 - 3:55 pm)
Cammwren~
It's dark, and everyone else has gone to sleep. But l don't. l never have slept much since the one Evil assignment that still haunts me.
l can still hear the headmaster's voice. You are weak. And though you may think that you are good, you will always turn back the evil. Always.
It's not true. You left the Evil. l try to assure myself, yet it doesn't help. l begain to have doubts. The Evil has much more to offer you. Says a voice, drifting into my head.
No, no, no! The Evil has nothing for me. l have my friends, my life to rebuild.
You have no friends. You are alone. Forever.
Grr. l jump of my bed and go over to the window. l am not Evil.
Remember what you did to the other Evil agents?
No! But the memories still come. Shooting the agents with sleeping darts, then realizeing that they are a lot more deadly than that.
They didn't die. l agrue to the voice in my head.
They where hurt. Expectly that girl, Elisha Typhoon. A sharp ringing tears though my thoughts. It's my cell phone.
(August 6, 2015 - 7:17 pm)
Katara~
I gave up picking up rocks in an orderly fashion long ago. I changed to tearing at the rocks with my bare hands. Which ended up tearing them up, so I wrapped them in the thin blanket that i has slept with all this time.
After another hour of digging I collapse on the ground, exhausted. I can feel the air thinning by the hour, and try to stops breathing so heavily after all the digging. I sigh, leaning back against the wall. Will someone come for me? A picture of a young teenagers with wild, milky chocolate hair and with ocean-blue eyes, along with freckles only on his nose, appears in my head. I let out a scream and slams my already stinging hand on the metal floor, then recoil with a yelp. "Doggone it!"
I sit for a moment in silence, then bury my head in my hands and sob, giving up all hope of surviving.
Not that I really want to.
(August 8, 2015 - 2:35 am)
(August 7, 2015 - 6:19 pm)
Madison~
"Well," Roselyn just asked how Carrie died. How do I explain this to her? I didn't even really figure it out myself.
"To be quite honest, I watched the whole thing but I don't even have a grasp on it. Alex, Miyuki, Katara, and Carrie were all in this seance. Carrie was, I think on the ceiling. She had her dart gun pointed to Jessica. Something about getting rid of their weakest links. Jessica taunted Miyuki that she couldn't kill, so to prove her wrong Miyuki...Miyuki.." I was choking on the words, because I knew that Roselyn must be crying, and I was telling her the death of her best friend, her sister.
"Miyuki killed Carrie," Roselyn finished, and I couldn't help but silently sob.
"Yes, but I have no idea why. If anything I think Carrie must've known that Jessica was EVIL, but Miyuki thought she was innocent? Truly, I have no idea. Roselyn I really am sorr-"
"It's okay, but I don't need your sympathy." A black hole opened in my chest; I shouldn've realized. Roselyn is a lot stronger than you may think, even if it hurts.
"Before you hang up, I just want to say that I think we should leave now. Something bad is going to happen, I just know it."
Roselyn sighed before replying, "I hate to say it, but I've feeling the same way." Her words come out in short sobs. "Roselyn, I wish I could hug you right now. I think I'll call everyone, and we can all go in my car. Luckily it's a nice VW van. I'll pick you up soon, just know that whatever happened wasn't Carrie's fault." At least, I never thought it was. I quickly pick up my cell and dial Cammwren's number first.
(August 8, 2015 - 11:19 am)
Roselyn~
Ding! Ding! Hm, that's odd, why is someone texting me at two in the morning? I quickly scan my new messages.
Mason:
Lines Bringing Art Y.
Marcia:
SOS
I realize instantly that Mason is using a basic code, too basic for an AYA student. He must have been in a hurry, or else he would have used something much more complex. SOS was also pretty obvious, it meant either "urgent" Save Our Ship" or "Help." I immedeately text Maddison.
<Hey Maddi
>On the phone with Cammwren. B right there.
<It's urgent. Look at your recent texts.
>Really Mason? That is such a breakable code!
<Yeah. So... off to the library?
>Guess so. The others are probably notified by now.
<Did you get one from Marcia too?
> Nope. I don't think she knows my phone number. Hold on Rosie, I'm coming to pick you and Camm up.
Marcia doesn't know my phone number either... could she be in trouble?
(August 8, 2015 - 3:04 pm)
Sorry. I was a little rushed when posting that.
(August 8, 2015 - 5:34 pm)
Elisha~
We are finally settled in the secret underground facility, which EVIL abandoned. Only I know that though. I had 'accidentally' stumbled upon one of the ways that wasn't blown up and covered with rubble. EVIL had moved out of there after the chaos died down, due to the fact that the remaining AYA agents knew where the base was.
Now the theives possessed it.
And they were staying.
The king was happy with me, mostly because he loves being underground, in hidden facilities, and also because of all of the computers.
The computers were all wiped clean, EVIL's doing I'd assumed, and all the really high-technology stuff was taken with. The cameras were down, so I kept silent about those, even though it would be nice if we could see intruders.
Or I could see AYA.
We had a group go back and check the old base. There were rumors of an eerie scream ricocheting through the rubble, but no one believed it. We all knew that everyone who wasn't here, was dead.
Dead. A smile forms on my lips and I look at the king. "Dead, my lord. Dead." He stares warily at me then nods, I resist the urge to laugh.
La, they fear me.
(August 8, 2015 - 6:07 pm)
Embry~
"Is that everybody?" l ask as Roselyn steps into Madison's VW. There's Mason, Madison, Marcia, Roselyn, Camm, and me.
Madison shifts the van into dive and pulls down the street. There's not much sound except for the steady chug-chug of the engine.
We were never this quite at the AYA. We've changed. A lot. Both Mason and Madison are quiter, not as talkitive. Marcia and Roselyn haven't changed to much, they're still the people l knew at the AYA. Cammwren is, well, strange. l never really knew him for what he was.
"We're here." Says Madison, taking the keys from the ignition.
The AYA building hasn't changed that much since three years ago, the last time l saw it. The paint is peeling, most of the windows broken, but the building is still intact.
"C'mon." l say as we hesitate at the cracked pavement of the sidewalk. "It's just a old buliding." But l fail to reassure even myself.
This place hold so many memores that l locked any to forget. l remember the panic, the pain, the tears, all in here. This place means a lot to me. l belive in what the AYA stood, and fell for. l open the broken door and we step inside. There is a huge hole in celing and part of the wall from a bomb.
Rubble is scatter about the dusty floor. l remember when this was once feeled with people and life. Now it is dead.
"If the AYA kept the Evil from taking over the world, and now the AYA is gone and the Evil is on the rise, who will stop them?" l ask, my voice sounding odd in the empty building.
"We could." Says Marica.
"They're more powerful then us." Says Camm, quitely. "They have weapons and a base. What do we have?"
"Each other."
"Knowledge."
"The former agents of the AYA."
"A good lot of help that will do you."
"Oh come on." l say. "Cheer up for once-" There is a scream. But not any scream. One l reconize. Katara's.
(August 9, 2015 - 3:03 pm)
Our posts conflict slightly, but it is okay. We can go along with your post. I was a little rushed writing my last one anyways.
(August 10, 2015 - 10:59 am)