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Years of Lies [IC] [Best Veteran Q2 '12]
Based Off: The Hunger Games Series
RP Master: Eeveemaster9 Rating: 16+ For Violence, Blood, swearing, minor romance and drug themes SU's Are: Closed Plot: Spoiler:
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Raikiri's Character: Daiki (To be added) Eeveemaster9's Characters: Bernkastel Vermillia Paris Amelia Pewie Nokoto Fausto Jin Marisa Fang Shiro Lucifier Mammon Vergil Alice Zane Natruo Preserias Destane Venius Cloud Somal Seere Raum Malphias ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1 - The Reaping of the Population Spoiler:
Chapter 2 - Meet Your Allies and Enemies Spoiler:
Chapter 3 - A Fesitivity Worth Dying For Spoiler:
Chapter 4 - The Melancholy of Bernkastel Vermillia Summary: Your third day in the God's Realm has arrived, and wheither you like it or not, you will be forced to participate in a post-games show. It's interview time; the best few minutes you have to gather as many wealthy sponsors as you can. Will you have the points to afford a shiny weapon outside the arena? Or will you be unable to afford that antidote for your survival? What's Happening?: Immediately after breakfast, a new character will greet your main contestant. This person will be your designer and the person that manages your points, It's their job to make sure you survive and win. Angels: Spoiler:
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Can you reserve me for now, please? I can have my SU up within a few days. i would like to be a demon.
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I would like Xavier as a demon please.
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Your human profile of Raike is accepted. Points to keep in mind: Between paragraphs, please have a space. It'll look cleaner and easier to read. [email protected] A reservation has been placed on hold for a demon position. On standby for profile. [email protected] Acknowledged. Reservation specified for demon position. |
Name: Ryuu Akuma
Gender: Male Age: 18 Species: Demon Appearance: Ryuu Akuma stands at 6 feet 5 inches tall. He is of a rather large build and large stature, but is extremely fit. He has black piercing eyes and dark brown hair. He typically wears a dark blue or sometimes black shirt with the same color pants, and a dark blue or black coat reaching down to his ankles. Ryuu's clothes appear as though they were once worn by nobility, as they were of fine quality, but he has worn them down from his strenuous work-outs and fighting to a more barren, half-noble half-mercenary appeal. Personality: Ryuu Akuma has earned a reputation for being quite possibly the more ruthless person alive. He shows no mercy to opponents, and looks upon others as lower beings, especially humans. He has absolute disgust for them. He also views angels as lesser beings, not worthy of power and although vampires usually get along with demons, Ryuu tends to find them somewhat unworthy, yet he still views them in a bit higher appeal than angels, and certainly than humans. Ryuu has taken pride in his given nickname, "The Rhino" because of his merciless efficiency, especially in a fight. If gotten into one, Ryuu Akuma would typically not stop for almost anything, usually fighting until his opponent is either incapable of fighting back or dead. His imposing stature usually gives him the appearance and demeanor of a brute, to which Ryuu is perfectly fine with. History: Not needed, since you can hint your history through flashbacks or something. Element: Earth RP Sample:The Pokemon Odyssey [PG-16] Kent looked around at the Alpha Alliance troops in the building. He looked at their dismayed faces. The younger Pokemon still carried the smiles of the raw recruits. The older ones were weary and scared. And for good reason, Kent thought. All kinds of rumors were going around about the Order of Neoverse possibly attacking Eternity City. If this stronghold falls, all that would separate Capital City, the main stronghold of the Alpha Alliance, from the Order of Neoverse would be countryside and a few minor towns. Kent knew that the Alpha Alliance couldn't do it on its own. They needed the Gold Tribe. Kent had to know what really was going on, and sources say General Manchu had the answers. "Give it to me straight, General. I've heard all kinds of rumors of possible attacks by the Order. Are they true? What are we dealing with?" Kent spoke in almost whisper to avoid having the other Pokemon hear them speak. Manchu replied, "Do you remember Albia?" Kent's heart sank. He remembered Albia. Albia was one of the first major cities to fall to the Order a few months ago. The army that attacked it was the largest ever seen by the Alpha Alliance. Ever. Its numbers were beyond huge. Manchu continued. "The force that will attack Eternity City is twice that size. They will be here by the end of the week." Kent paused and looked at him. Thankfully, the other soldiers didn't hear them talk because they spoke softly to each other, because if they did, it would be a matter of minutes before the entire city would be in a complete meltdown. "I've begun arrangements to begin evacuating parts of the city in a few days, but realistically speaking, there is no possible way to evacuate the entire city before they arrive. Our only hope would be for us to hold the city." He paused, then added, "You will have a few more days to find any new recruits to the Gold Tribe." Kent felt a sickening feeling in the pit of his stomach. There was a storm coming. No, it was more like a natural disaster. If General Manchu's information is accurate, the Alpha Alliance will soon be in the largest battle its ever seen. |
I think I will go ahead and reserve a spot. I would like to be a human.
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Excellect. The personality is exactly what I would like! Though, you could have done a bit better on the appearance section. Nonetheless, Ryuu the Demon is Accepted! [email protected] Your Human reservation has been made. |
Placing a reservation for myself and Angelic Pride. However, our reservations will be deleted if more rpers come in and there are not enough spaces.
Please try to ask some people to join the rp! We will begin as soon as we have at least 8 people! |
I'll ask some people. :) I really want this one to get started.
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I'll get my SU up later. (Sorry for procrastinating it!)
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Same here xD Managed to convince someone from another forum to join PC and this rp~! Three more people now! [email protected] M'kay~! [email protected] Your reservation will be withdrawn if It is not up within the week. |
Name: Xavier Harrah
Gender: Male Age: 17 Species: Demon Personality: Xavier is the reserved type, not usually interacting with other people and keeping quiet. Due to not much interaction he has become very observant of environments, people, etc. His father being a scientist and his observance has caused him to become an excellent strategist. He loves his mother very much and will usually try to help around the house, when father is away. He absolutely hates people (Any Species) who are loud and most things that are loud. They give him a headache.Although his father has been teaching him survival skills as he was going to be in the drawings soon. He can't really talk to people, unless that person is family. Although he view his father more as a scientist instead as a father. This is because all conversations between him and his father were about science. Whenever Xavier would ask him about something personal his father would avoid it and lead to yet another science discussion. And that most of his knowledge came from his father. Appearance: Xavier stands roughly 6,0 matching the muscle for the size. He sports a minor six pack. He has deep brown hair and eyes. His mother likes to compare the color to that of chocolate. His hair is shaggy and falls just over his eyes. His eyes are very sharp, but calm as well if you can catch a glimpse of them. He has a small scar on his left shoulder. It has healed mostly, but if you look closely you can see it. The normal attire for Xavier is a black T-shirt with the symbol of Omega on his right shoulder. He wears a pair of black pants to match the shirt. As far as winter wear goes he wears a zipper Heavy coat which is silver with a pokeball symbol on the chest. He wears white winter pants with self insulation and is a tad big on him. And again sports a pair of black gloves with wrist cuffs to keep snow out. And has a pair of insulated boots which have small spikes on the end to climb and hike if the chance comes. History: What You Said! Elemet: Void RP Sample: Taken From Id Est Damnum Peaceful. The one word that could describe this realm. Unlike yesterday where Xavier awoke to noise, he woke up to a solemn silence. A gentle wisp flew through the air causing nearby trees to slightly sway. The forest he was in was close by and only had a few pokemon awaking with cheerful chirps. Near Xavier was a small fire made from a few sticks and logs which Omega had started to heat his master. Said pokemon nodded at his now awake master with a small smile. Xavier could only nod back and fell back into the cool embrace of the grass beneath him. This place simply was........peaceful. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ He soon found himself staring at the watch on his wrist, awaiting yet another challenge. Usually a challenge would already be up and would wake him, but now......all he saw was the compass feature on it. "Come on....." Xavier tapped the watch many times before jabbing at it with his fist. It's obvious that the watch had broken......stupid harbinger. With one more jab Xavier stood up, tired of awaiting a challenge. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After about an hour to wake up Xavier packed up camp and headed back to the forest to set it up once more, so they weren't exposed. Omega hummed silently, and for once, Xavier enjoyed it. It wasn't Omega's usual loud and obnoxious hum, it was one where a swift melody ruled the sound. 'Maybe this solemnness will do us all some good.' Xavier smiled to himself at this and found a right spot to set up the campsite. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After the setting up of camp Xavier reached out for an apple in his pocket and took a satisfying bite out of it with his mouth. The juice filled his mouth with the bite, which tempted Xavier to take another. 'I can't.' He handed the fruit to Omega who also took a bite from the apple. And just when he reached for his pokeballs to feed the others, a figure entered his eyesight. A teenage girl was lying in a tree sleeping. P.S. Sorry for taking so long ;; since it was basically Copy and Paste. |
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Exactly what I want a profile to look like! The appearance and personality was just the right amount, and I could definitely take a feel for him. Xavier the Demon has been Accepted. Thursday night will be the closing period for reservations. And all SU's must be handed in by Saturday 1:00PM. All spaces let un-reserved will be handled by me. All 16 spaces will be filled if they're not already by Saturday. |
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Chapter 1 - Shiro (Daxity) - Vampire District
DONG! Shiro covered her ears in irritation, and glare at her curtained window. The stupid bell...It was time for the reaping. However, instead of being frightened like a lot of little vampires, she was smirking crazily as she hopped to her feet. One could get used to sleeping on the floor, especially if you slept for sixteen hours a day. Taking in a huff of air through her nose, she bared her fangs with lustful red eyes. It was illegal to kill anyone in the vampire district unless you were a government official, but now... "I can kill all the people I want!" She laughed out, swinging her arms into the air as she stared at the ceiling. People have always said she was crazy. Murderous, actually. But, they had taken that as a threat, not as something that would win the games. She knew she was going to be picked this year. Everybody wanted her gone. Not like she was gonna come back even if she DID win. "Victor's District here I come...All the blood I can drink!" Going down on all fours, Shiro began searching in the darkness of her room for her belongings. Of course, vampires aren't ACTUALLY weak against sunlight and garlic. Mere myths. Shiro just...is better at seeing in the dark like everyone else in her district. Though, she always claims that her vision is much better compared to others. Easily finding her long black dress stuffed behind an unused lamp, she tugged the thin fabric over her bare-naked body. It was also apparently illegal to waltz around naked. So, they couldn't take her to jail if she had this on. Even if she wasn't wearing underwear of any sorts, it wasn't illegal as long as her breasts and butt were covered from view. It was so much more COMFORTABLE naked though! Sighing heavily with a fit of choked coughs, Shiro fitted a piece of metal around the ring finger of her right hand, before slipping out of her guarded room. You'd think that the security would be better than a couple of bars on a window...It couldn't be any easier. With a lit crescent moon overhead in the clear night sky, Shiro jumped from each houises' roof with ease; scent fully transfixed on heavy smoke ahead. She could have seen the flame if she had wanted to, but her vision kept straying to the adult vampires staging themselves at each block. Lines of teenagers were between them, as they stumbled over one another to the reaping sight. She was always the last to go...Shiro stopped herself on a taller, more defined house, and lowereed her body down against the diagonal lining. Her gleaming, blood-red eyes traced down to the band around her wrist. She then began twisting it again and again between her fingers; the words rolling endlessly into her vision. "Dangerously Psychotic". That's what they had labeled her as. Apparently, it was psychotic behavior to snap a man's head off because you hated them...That pest's death was worth this feeble label. Her thoughts then turned to the image before her; two heavily armored vampire guards with stun guns hidden along their waist-line. "I'm going." Shiro muttered, not moving from her cat-like position against the cold roof. With her night vision, Shiro saw the two men give nervous glances towards eachother, before a pair of circles caught the moonlight into Shiro's eyes; handcuffs. "Come along, Daxity." The first guard began softly. "Let's go to the reaping togeth-ACK!" He was cut off suddenly because's someone's sharp nails were digging into his throat. Shiro's nails. He made a strangled sound, before flopping to the roof unconscious. The other guard immediately ran away into the shadows, leaving his abandoned partner with a psychotic teenager. Shiro licked the sticky red bloody off her black-pained fingernails, before continuing her path to the flames of the reaping. He wasn't going to die, he was gonna have a little... A crazy grin flooded her lips. A little nap. ~~~~~ With the fire of the reaping now in her view, Shiro made herself comfortable on the corner of the block. The government building literally towered over everyone's petty houses, and it's grand-ness was also where people were killed everyday. Now if only she was old enough to get a job as a torture specialist... DONG. Shiro growled as the bell went off for the final time, before the two leaders -Yuna and Calzus- stepped up to the twin podiums in all their sick, happy glory. Yuna's perfect, white hair fell down in locks just under her shoulder line, while Calzus had fine, gorgeous black hair of the same length. Shiro licked her lips in excitement. Calzus was sexy, and she had ALWAYS had a crush on him. Still, she could never understand why he had put a restraining order against her...What was that? Shrugging, Shiro watched as everything unfolded beyond the tube of flames seperating the stage from the peasants. It was the same speech every year, spoken first by the female, and the final half by the male. Yuna's voice was almost too happy for the occasion, and she droned on and on about why the arena was important, and how the vampires have won more games so far than any other district. Calzus then chimed in with his slick English accent, and explained to everyone what an honor it would be to win again. Then it began. The voting for the strongest fighters. Before her name was even called from Calzus' lips, Shiro jumped over the crowd of pre-adults, and then stood beside Calzus with a blank expression. Calzus seemed slightly taken aback from Shiro's sudden appearance, but his hesitant voice croaked out among the crowd to finish. The only names that really rang Shiro's bell were a girl named Marisa's, and her own. Marisa was a tiny girl, who could be mistakened for an eight year old, so...She was probably gonna be the weak participant this year. A huge grin surfaced once again as the other three participants lined up on stage. From dignified to completely horrified, they stood; cheers emmiting from the crowd as though a neon sign hung over their heads saying 'Applause'. Of course, everyone and their imaginary friend knew that it was all fake. Nobody was actually happy for them, or envious. They were more or less relieved to be rid of threats, and to have another year guaranteed to live. After the long applause was complete, Calzus finished the public reaping with the international statement: "May the odds be forever in their favor!" ~~~~~ It happened so fast, Shiro thought that maybe she was going mental again. The four of them were rushed by a dozen guards, and then pushed into the government building with their thoughts left behind. Everything was a blur of lights and sound, but according to the slight shimmer she would see occasionally, it was obvious they were in an amazing building made for the rich. But, nothing could compare to the room they were finally dropped off in. Beautiful, creamy yellow walls that held together a calm atmosphere. A pure white carpet beneath their feet that had not seen the light of day, and four reclining chairs that semi-circled around a fireplace. After finally having her mind gathered together, Shiro turned to glare at the three vampires that were lined behind her. "I swear to God. Get in my way, and I'll kill you all." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: The Out-Of-Character thread should be up tomorrow, along with the chapter information. Also by that time, I should have at least ONE post for each district on here to use as reference. This is my first post for the Vampire District, and this is miss Daxity. Next, I shall hopefully do the Demon District as Bernkastel, Human District as Nokoto, and the Angel District as Scarlet. |
I changed Usernames!
Okay! Just to let you all know I made a new account as my old username was sort of.....old. So remember it's me; Baseballa34657. Now known as The_Original_Raitan. (Also, BASK IN THE FLAG OF THE RAITAN DYNASTY! {See Signature})
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Good to know. :) So when is this RP gonna get started? I'm anxious!
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LOL Nice username xD [email protected] GAH *Hides* Ipromisetohavethedemondistrictuptoday;;;; Sorry x,DD Ended up with writers block when it came to that district, but I WILL have it up today! Maybe even the human district as well! |
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Chapter 1 - Bernkastel Vermillia - Demon District
"....." The sun was just beginning to set below the treeline, and with each waking minute, more pairs of glowing eyes were in her pursuit. "......" SNAP. Another arrow lodged into one of her pursuit's eyes, making for a clean kill. Still, there was no turning back to retrieve the body. She was still being hunted herself. But, the rush of adrenaline was what she lived for. The ONLY thing she lived for. Yet, it wasn't something she smiled about. It became a boring sport after the next few tries. I mean, a pack of wolves were no match for her speed as a demon. Everything simply rushed past in the blink of an eye, and stray bugs were snapping onto her cheeks as though her face was a windshield. With a hoist and a few jumps, she managed to avert herself away from the pack, and high up into the branches of a tree. The pack immediately ran out, not noticing their prey had disappeared from sight. However, her eyes kept glowing their hypnotic emerald green as she watched the beautiful colors of the sky disappear. The hunt was over, and hopefully a bigger, better hunt would be awaiting this adrenaline-seeker... "They better not bore me this year as well..." With a slight shiver from her branch, she was off; back to her home city where...She truely did not belong. ~~~ Sitting atop an abandoned warehouse, this young woman gingerly flipped through her books; her expressionless eyes glancing towards the government building every few moments. She had been attending these reapings since she became a teenager, and she probably would continue until she came of age. Then, she could repeat the same, endless cycle she had seen her parents go through. Wake up, work, eat, sleep. Nothing to keep up the excitement except for these...Population Games. It was the only thing in the world that could really keep her going on. For the adrenaline rush to come again. Yes, again. "L-lady Bernkastel! Kuze is calling for all the teenagers now!" It was Harrold; the young, optimistic retailer who was calling out to her. Looking down from her perch, Bern saw that he still had his exciting little smile, even though children were going to be picked that day to potentially die. Perhaps he knew that Bern was going to be in this year again? After all, because she was there after her last games, meant that she had beaten the rest of the districts. She was the only victor of sixteen people. "...Fine." Bern slipped herself from the rooftop, and landed neatly beside Harrold. Though he knew she wouldn't land on him, he flinched every time. Harrold was an amazing man, as he was the only one who really paid attention to her before her partake in the games. "Let's go." ~~~~~ It took longer than expected for them to get to the government building, but...If she had anything to blame it on selfishly, it would be Harrold's blown-off leg. Yeah, he got a new, artificial one, but it was still not enough to keep him from tripping over like the clutz he is. But, they did manage. She couldn't possibly leave Harrold hanging, and it was a wonderful thing that the Population Games did not affect him much. He's single and has no kids...So, he's living his life rather well. However, Bern seemed to be the unlucky one. Two Poppy Games have taken the lives of her friends, instead of her own. Now, she did not care if she got picked. There will be nothing to come back to after this. The adrenaline rush will be over. And Bernkastel Vermillia, will finally die. ~~~~~ With the night-time air around them, Bern casted herself back onto the stage in front of the governing building, knowing without knownledge that she was indeed going to be picked for the third time in a row. The first one had apparently been a fluke, but now... These demons were betting on if she was finally going to die this time around. Some even have rumored that Bern was immortal. Standing up beside Kuze -the government leader- Bern couldn't help but have her hands trace the symbols burned onto both her arms. Each year, you got a symbol embedded into your skin to show your participation...Where were they going to burn her this time around? It wasn't any secret that Kuze hated Bernkastel's guts; especially after killing off his youngest son in the first games she had participated in. Now her life was in total balance. Die here, or die in the arena for his justice. ~~~~~ The horn was blown to signal the start of the reaping, and immediately Bern synced herself out of the speech. Her eyes just scanned the crowd. Ever since coming back from the second games and not going to the Victor's District, she had decided against making any new teenage friends, which she might have had to kill later on. Her relationships died along with her very emotions back in the second games. "Xavier Harrah. Bernkastel Vermillia...Ryuu Akuma...And Paris Junibe." Paris. Bern winced at the name, and watched as a beautiful,young woman of seventeen walked onto the stage with enormous purple-feathered wings. Glossy brown hair and stunning cranberry eyes; completely gorgeous. The other two boys seemed to be in the looks department as well...And the one who certainly caught her eye was named....Xavier. Too bad most, if not everyone here was going to die. However, it didn't seem as though Bernkastel was the only one to notice the odd selection of players this year. So did Kuze, and he seemed to be enjoying it. Kuze was-don't vomit-a handsome old man. Blood red hair to match his eyes, and he always looked as though he was simply DIPPED in gore. He probably was, as he always reaked of blood and booze. He stepped up to the mike amazingly, and began to speak in his low, no-nonsense voice. "Seems we have a bunch of supermodels to look at this year! May our eyes be sinned by their disguising beauty." Did Bern ever mention how he HATES beautiful teenagers? At first, Bern thought that maybe she wouldn't get her burning this year. Oh, was she so wrong...After the three participants were symboled by their arms and the smell of burning flesh was in the air, did Kuze pay notice to Bernkastel. "Our third contestant to the games..." He raised the white-hot, metal seal into the air, and the small flickers of heat licked the air hungrily. Abruptly, strong arms grabbed Bernkastel, and pinned her down to her stomach. Kuze leaned over her as one of the demon's extended her left wing. Her beautiful, raven-black wing. "May this be Bernkastel Vermillia's..." He positioned the symbol just abover her feathers. "Final Population Games." With that final saying, the metal snapped down onto her wing, and everything was colored in everything painful. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Chapter 1 - The Reaping of the Population Summary: It is now the beginning of warm, beautiful weather. However, your blood may be shed within the week, to stain your local white roses red. To be exact, it is the beginning week of May. You know the saying: April showers bring May flowers. However, it seems that your blood will be the showers, and there will be no beautiful flowers afterwards. What Will Be Happening?: *You will be introducing your character like I did with mine. Point out key points to their personality, or their hobbies. *You will either be guilded or dragged to the reaping. Go crazy with your reaction to participating in the games. *Make sure you give off clues to how your district is different to others. Their systems of how they choose players. *Your post will end after you are choosen for the reaping, and you can either have a reaction to something another player did, or you can move on to the trains. Angels: Spoiler:
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There was never anyone more excited for the days of the Reaping than Ryuu Akuma, more commonly referred by some as "The Rhino". Ryuu grew up under one of the most pampered and richest families of the Demon District. His life was one of luxury and solitude, but even as he was there, Ryuu knew this was not where he belonged. He was, from a very early age, quite bloodthirsty, even for a demon. When he was 13, he had taken his first kill. Since then, he was on a rampage. As the districts were separate by shields, though it was harder and harder to find others of the 'lower races', as Ryuu called them, to kill. Ryuu would never get in trouble with authorities, though. His parents were in such high standing, they would always find some way to get rid of his accusations, which ranged from:
Assault, Assault with a deadly weapon, Murder, Attempted Murder, Attempted Murder which became murder, Assault with a murdered victim, Murder with a deadly weapon, Assault with a weapon that couldn't have possibly been deadly, but unfortunately was, etc. The list went on and on. Every time, the charges were dismissed, but everyone knew who did them. They always knew. Ryuu was a walking deathtrap. One false look could make you end up dead, and running wouldn't save you. Ryuu was persistent, perhaps TOO persistent, hence the nickname "The Rhino". But even so, murdering his own kind left a bad taste in his mouth When he heard about the Reaping, being a troublesome kid who murders his own kind for pleasure, he was certain they would vote him to there, and he would be happy to participate in a conflict between the 'lower races' and himself. But as the time came, the names were called, and he wasn't selected. Every year was the same. It had gone on for many years before, at 17, Ryuu had discovered that it was his parents who had kept him out of the Reaping. They had held enough authority to constantly banish his name. But the authorities were getting impatient, and so was Ryuu. On night, not long ago, in fact, only a few months ago, Ryuu went into his parent's bedroom and murdered them in their sleep. Once again, everyone had known, or had a general idea, who did it. Yet they figured making him fight and die in the Reaping would be more appropriate. Finally, after years of waiting, Ryuu Akuma was finally getting his wish. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~` Ryuu awoke by the opening of the curtains by his servant, whose name Ryuu did not bother to learn over the years. He just knew him as servant, and servant just knew him as master. The hot climate of the inside of the house matched that of the outside. Demons preferred to be in hotter climates. Ryuu growled a bit as he opened the curtains, letting in the light into his dark room. "Explain yourself, servant." The servant mumbled a bit. "Y-yes, master. Y-you see, y-you w-w-warned me to w-wake you up earlier on the d-day of the Reaping, and I wanted to respect your wishes, m-master." Ryuu instantly shot up. "Well why didn't you say so!!!?" Ryuu got up, putting on his favorite dark blue shirt and pants, and putting on his ankle-length coat on. The clothes were tattered and worn. They had been previously in neat shape, but after his parent's death, he felt unnecessary to put on the charade of nobility. He wore the style he liked, even if it was a bit unorthodox of one with money. The servant muttered again. "M-master, the escorts are here to escort all t-teenagers to the Reaping. Shall I let them in?" Ryuu's got up beside the servant. At well above 6 feet, he was a giant to him, and his expression matched his stature, a brute of sorts. "I will walk myself. I need no escorts. Have I not made my way there before countless times?" With that, Ryuu sprang from the window, shattering the glass as he fell to the ground from his mansion, which, after the death of his parent's, now belonged to him. He made his way to the back of the crowd and watched in glee and excitement as he waited for his name, which most certainly would be called this time, to be called. Kuze announced them. "Xavier Harrah. Bernkastel Vermillia...Ryuu Akuma...And Paris Junibe." He noticed the pause as Kuze said his own name. Ryuu didn't doubt that he had heard of him, and possibly wondered how he made his way onto the list. As he approached the stage, he wore a smile on his face. The others were less impressive than he, or so he thought. The two women were attractive, and wondered why the people would vote for them to be sent to the Reaping. Yet, as Ryuu learned in the past, looks can be decieving (Well, maybe not in Ryuu's case). Ryuu went to get himself symboled,cringing a bit from the pain. He accepted it, though, thinking in his head, pleasure for pain, pain for pleasure. Just as he thought this, the one known as Bernkastel Vermillia went to get herself a symbol. He noticed herself covered in them. She had done this before, and survived. Ryuu watched the three now with renewed interest. Before they could say anything else, they were rushed off to the trains to take them to District 5. Ryuu's heart pounded as the train doors closed behind them. Ryuu spoke for the first time, mostly to himself. "The beginning of the end..." With that, the train doors closed. |
Chapter 1 - Nokoto Umi - Human District
"Tap tap....Spin! Jump! There you go! Well done, Nokoto!" I stopped my movements as a warm, comforting hand reached out and touched my shoulder. I bowed towards my mentor-who was also my mother-and smiled brightly. It had taken a full day to perfect this dance, so I was soaked in my own sticky, gross sweat. My mother began drowning me in applause and praise, and I drank it all up. With an empty dance studio all to myself, it actually wasn't that big of an accomplishment. But still, my body couldn't help but share the fact I was in major need of a nice shower. After a quick shower in the changing room, I slipped on my skinny jeans and black t-shirt. According to my mother, athetic women don't grow breasts, which was completely fine with me. I never wanted to have big, size D boobs anyways. I have had the same plan since I was seven years old. My life would be rather simple. No husband, yet I would let my little sister live with me. I would be a dance instructor for children, while she, Kimi, would teach vocals. Neither of us would have children, so we wouldn't have to worry about the reapings taking them away. "Crap!" I froze just outside the door, and that's when I remembered what day it was. Through the tiny, plate-sized window, I could see the outside world which I had missed almost completely. Marching through the streets were approximately a hundred soldiers; unarmed. Teenagers were crammed between the two lines of adults, and were steadily approaching the other end of the city; where the government building was. Today, was the reaping day. Well, I couldn't exactly SKIP this. Not like I would be elected anyways. Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door. Attempting to look casual and calm, I slid between the people, only to end up beng pushed along by the tides of older teenagers. That's how we traveled for the next few blocks. Packed together like a loaf of sliced bread, even if you did trip, the people in front of you would stop your fall. The reason I wasn't worried about being picked for the election, was because of this. There were more teenagers than adults. Your chances on being picked were four to about...A hundred thousand. With these sort of odds, four unlucky people were going to be majorly blind-sided today. ~~~~~ Even better, we were herded into the area before the tall government building like a bunch of cattle! Soon, the air was vibrating with whispers from everyone, and even though I was bored of the same routine for three years, I couldn't be bothered to listen in on conversations or make my own. I didn't have to wait long, though. The single-toned bell rang out to get everyones' attention towards the podium. For safety issues, there was a line of armed guards separating us from the building. After all, there had been riots in the past during the reaping. Every teenager watched in silenece as our bleach-blonde leader...Statia Maina...approached the stand. Her perfect face free of blemishes with those baby blue eyes were being broadcasted across the world. Each reaping was on camera, yes. Which, is both a good and bad thing. The woman leaned her mouth close to the mike, and began her long, boring speech that was repeated among the districts. How the population games came to be and blah blah blah. I zoned out at this point, and only came to when I heard my sisters name; Kimia Osoku. At first, I thought someone was speaking to me, so I looked around for the one who had spoken. My gaze rested back to our leader as she announced three names from the square of paper in her hands. Three names...The first one had been my sister's name. And she was the participant for this years' population games. ~~~~~ Before I knew what I was doing, I was at the line of guards; screaming my sisters name again and again as two adults restrained me. I could see my small, frail sister climbing the staircase to her potential death... "W-wait! Stop! Kimi!! I'll take Kimi's place! Just...Just let her go!" I pleaded out, struggling to get my sister off that stage. That horrible, horrible stage. Finally, I broke free of their grip, and stumbled over to Kimia. I hugged her tightly, before looking towards the crowd. They were all staring. Thousands of eyes, just...Staring. Statia cleared her throat as she glanced at the two of us embracing. "Well...It seems this individual has offered to take Kimia Osoku's place...It shall be, then. What is your name?" I swallowed hard. Now I didn't feel as confident and brave as before...But, if it meant saving my sister's life... I stood tall, and pushed my crying sister behind my back protectively. "My name is Nokoto. Nokoto Osoku." I turned towards the cameras on the ledge of the stage, and pointed straight at it's lense. "And I WILL win the Population Games!" |
This day smelled of death. The air, the land, the water, the people. Everything reeked of death. Especially, his wings. Xavier knew many people envied his wings. They were comprised of black and blood red feathers. Blood red. He could find no other way to describe this color. It just reminded him of.....blood. More specifiaclly, blood spilled in the Games. The sickening events that were to start in the next few days.
Xavier at the moment was daydreaming out of the window in his 'house'. Yeah right. His house had only three rooms - if one said they were big enough; a kitchen, bathroom, and bedroom. From a distance you could say it looked like a shack. Which it basically was since it was just a larger shack. And to him the games were just plain pointless. Really was there any point to them at all? What most people would say is to keep the population down.....really? Why in the right mind they're most likely in, believe that load of crap the Gods fed them? People from all districts are having more and more babies every year and by basically keeping the species from waging war, they were simply having the populations rise! At least in Xavier's point of view. His mind was still whirling from all the thoughts of the Games and the familiar face popped into his head. Bernkaestel Vermilia, the two time winner of the Population Games from his district. How full of herself is she? And also another word to describe her, bloodthirsty. The only reason Xavier would ever go to the winners district would be so he would never have to murder for the sake of entertainment again. And she? She had to keep going back and killing more and more of her own kind. Sickening. Absolutely sickening. Xavier heard a low rumbling sound that echoed throughout the district; signaling it was time for the reaping. The said teen always found it odd that he was never chosen. He had been alone for years and always thought he'd be chosen, so now he just assumes his whole existance had been forgotten. Not really a problem at all actually. He prefered to be alone at this point. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The Reaping~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ After Xavier took his seat the reapings had finally began...with his name. Well it looked like he wasn't as forgotten as he thought he was. Although, who had been keeping an eye on him? He didn't know anybody except the Games winner and Kuze. That'll prbably never be answered so he just decided to drop it and walked up quietly to the stage, to be immediately accompanied by Bernkaestel herself. Once the other two members of the reaping took their places beside him Xavier had been only worried about one person. Bernkastel. she was the only one he knew about and was thus his main threat and...wait?! What in the heck did Kaze just say?! Beautiful teens?! What was wrong with this man? Outside of Xavier however his expression was still rock blank. 'Nngh!' His teeth clencehed after the burning of his arm and watched as Bern fell to the ground and Kaze's menacing words as he was shoved on a train. ~~~~The Boarding~~~~~ Xavier had been on the train and had been waiting in his seat when a man dropped Bernkastel into the seat across from him. When Bern turned to look at him Xavier gave off an awkward hello and turned his head to the window beside him |
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