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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)
Madison~
I'm driving Mason home, after I dropped Embry off. Confusion and sleep cloud my thoughts, though it was like I'm forgetting something. Mason's asleep in passengers seat. I glance at him, wow he sure has changed. Well, I guess all of us have really. Embry, so open and happy. Roselyn mildly happy always with...Carrie, and getting by comfortably. Cammwren...? None of us really knew him. Although he was so nice and considerate, a bit awkward, and just a good person in general. Now? It's seems as if he doesn't want anything to do with us. Katara, with her beatuiful grin on her face, but now nothing but broken shards of glass from a once beautiful mirror. We all are in a way. Marica? A gentle smile forms on my lips as I think of the short-tempered red head. She hasn't changed that much, only for the fact she's a little calmer than she used to be. Mason, oh gosh Mason. It's like I don't even know him anymore, and yet I know him better than he knows himself. He was such a happy person, I don't know how he was able to lock that part of him inside himself for so long, but I know it will emerge sooner or later. Me? I'm a whole lot less gulible. I'll never let myself be tricked ever again. No matter what! My thoughts went back to Elisha, she was such a pretty girl. What did she want? Why was she here?
Suddenly that something I was forgetting, flashed in my mind. Slamming on my brakes Mason woke up to his head colliding with the dash. "Whoa! Madison, I always knew you were a bad driver, but really?" I'm silent my knuckles white on the steering wheel. "Madison, are you okay?" Tears are streaming down my face, though I'm not blinking to clear my vision. I whisper the answer to my concerned brother.."Roselyn" "Oh no! We must've left the antidote to her posion back at AYA!" Fear clenches my heart, and it drops like a stone in my stomach. "What do-d-do we -d-d-do?!" Mason doesn't hesitate, "We don't stop moving! Madison go back to Roselyn's house now!" I blink and flip a U, and floor it. (Is that how it's spelled?) "Roselyn may be injected with poision without a vaccine that will erase it in seconds, but we still have access to hospitals. All we have to do is get her to a hospital." "But what if we don't make it! What if they can't saver her!? I-I-" Mason places his hand on my shoulder, "We'll make it." I press the pedal harder to the floor, way surpassing the speed limit. The car is silent except for the humm of the engine, and the feeling of anxiety thick in the air.
(August 31, 2015 - 3:34 pm)
Katara~
We have picked up everyone but Mason, Madison and Roselyn. They called and said they had to get her to a hospital, we are meeting them there. I munch on the breakfast Marcia brought me and stare out the front window.
If she dies it's your fault.
No!!
You had the tracker. You were stupid enough to not notice.
I was stupid. How could I not notice? Now Roselyn is dying. He was right. Everywhere I go, death follows.
(September 2, 2015 - 1:49 pm)
@Rose Bud: l guess so.
Embry~
We drive over to the hospital. Katara is staring out the window. Marica is driving and l just want to sleep. My eyes slowly close. It'll be so good to finely sleep-The van stops with a jolt. l am thrown forward. We're here. l sigh and stumble out of the van after Cammwren.
Madison and Mason meet us in the lobby. "How is she?" Marcia asks. "The doctors are baffled. She seems okay, yet at the same time something is wrong." Says Madison. "l don't know. l just don't know. She might be dying, and we can't do a thing about it." Tears gather at the corners of her eyes.
"So what's wrong?" l ask, trying to stay awake. "lrrgegular brain wave patterns." Says Mason. "Hallucinations. Nightmares. From past trauma, the doctors think."
Like Carrie dying. l shudder. It's happened to most of us. Nightmares about what happened at the AYA. "So?" Asks Katara. "What's that have to do with anything?"
"They think the poisin caused it."
"l should know." Says Cammwren, quietly. "If the Evil had anything like that. They don't as far as l know."
"But what if they devolped it after you left?" l say.
He turn around and glares at me. "Because l know. They wouldn't have the supplies." l would like to ask more, but he probably wouldn't answer. Cammwren, rarely, if ever talked about the Evil, or what he did there. l had once thought that he didn't want to remember, but now l that maybe, just maybe he accually liked it.
A nurse walks up to us and tells us that we can see Roselyn now. "Room 11b, third floor." She says, then whisks away.
We get into the elevater, and ride it up in silence. This place is so dull, strict, and harsh. l can't see why they would ever want a place like this to be a place of healing.
The elevater dings on the third floor and opens. The hallway before me looks suprisingly like one of the floors of the AYA. l remember it so clearly now, all that blood, all destoryed, all-A sob wells up in my throat.
"No, no. It can't be happeneing." l see it now. The bomb explodeding, gettig trapped. Fear, fear. l'm going to die. my friends are going to get hurt. They're going to die and me, alone-
"Embry?" Asks Mason.
It all flashes before my eyes. Blood, everywhere. Death everyewhere.
(September 4, 2015 - 2:38 pm)
Katara~
We walk in the colorless room, me taking up the rear. I know exactly what is happening to Roselyn, it happened to me.
Drove me insane.
Heck, I am insane, though, I must admit, I hide it well.
"Roeslyn!" Marcia crys, rushing beside the bed.
Everyone crowds around her pale, pathetic looking body. Except me, I sit in a comfy, baige chair. I can just see Roselyn manage a smile and a sigh of relief erupts from the group. "I'm okay," she whispers. "Not dead yet."
Not dead? Physically, no. But mentally? Roselyn, don't become like me.
She looks over at me as if hearing my thoughts and we meet eachother's gaze. I nod and understanding dons in her eyes.
"I'm okay," she repeats.
(September 6, 2015 - 3:29 pm)
Embry~
Just then, a doctor comes through the door. His named tag reads "Dr. Bergstrom."
He waves a large stack of paper at us. "This is serious. Out. No visitors." He waves out the door. l think he was suspicious of teenagers hanging around.
"So what now?" l ask as we walk out the frout door.
"We go the old AYA," says Mason, grimly. "What we planned. Training."
l sigh. l'm not looking forward to this.
(September 11, 2015 - 9:52 pm)
Katara~
I sigh, glancing at Mason and Marcia as we enter AYA. There was nothing better we could do, I suppose, and we probably needed it. Suddenly Mason falls back and walks next to me. "Katara...I've been thinking..." I met his firm gaze and tilted my head slightly. "How did you learn? Stay up-to-date with all school stuff...."
It was a good question, I had to give him that. "I read....and...destroyed the occasional book..."
"Ah...."
(September 12, 2015 - 1:10 pm)
TOP!
I guess Roselyn is unconscious? I am not very learned in the area of poison...
(September 3, 2015 - 10:34 am)
(September 5, 2015 - 5:05 pm)
I am so sorry that I haven't been on lately. My family is moving, and I haven't had much time. Though I am pretty caught up in what is happening.
(September 7, 2015 - 12:16 pm)
(September 8, 2015 - 8:38 pm)
l'm out of ideas what to write.
(September 9, 2015 - 3:46 pm)
Topity
l will post soon!
(September 10, 2015 - 9:16 pm)
(September 10, 2015 - 9:37 pm)
I shall save this RP!
(September 10, 2015 - 11:32 pm)
I am so sorry! Life's been really crazy.
(September 11, 2015 - 10:06 pm)