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Post by koriahzane13 on Jan 26, 2008 19:23:55 GMT -5
Okeh, I fixed it. -squeals- Now for the other part..-crosses fingers- God, I love this new one! -huggles him-
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Post by TsubasaKamiya on Jan 27, 2008 14:27:30 GMT -5
Omg Akita, totally accepted! *huggles* Aww, isn't it nice to know now that the tables have turned and I have full power over you? *evil laugh* No no, just kidding. I love meh Akita. *huggles again*
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Post by koriahzane13 on Jan 28, 2008 17:04:23 GMT -5
Yay! <33 -huggled- Yah, it feels really odd to be under command from you guys. o3o But one thing remains... I STILL PWN!! >=DD
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Post by TsubasaKamiya on Jan 28, 2008 17:14:13 GMT -5
OH really? DO YOU? *tackles* Huh? Huh? What'dya say now Akita? Or shall I tickle you to death! *starts teh evil tickling of doom*
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Post by koriahzane13 on Jan 28, 2008 19:44:39 GMT -5
-tackled- xDD -ish tickled- GAHH!! -laughs crazily- YOU PWN! YOU PWN!! XDDD!! -tackles back-
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Post by Whisper on Feb 3, 2008 1:16:07 GMT -5
Personal Name: Whisper (a.k.a Ara) Age (If wanted): One million and two. How you found us: umm…I was already here? Experience (How long you've been roleplaying for): three years Other (Tell us about yourself, a bit... yeah): This is my second character baby! (Yukino and Tsubasa gave me the ‘okay’! THANK YOU!!!)
Character Basis (The Old-before the ‘accident’. Who she really is.) Name: Iris Macarthur Gender: Female Age: 20 Birthday: August 27th Race: Rebmevon Power (If Rebmevon ONLY): Super Strength Government, Rebel, or Oblivious: Rebel Sexual Preference: Straight.
(The New, what she knows and goes by now) Name: Ivy Smith Gender: Female Age: 23 Birthday: June 1st Race: Rebmevon Power (If Rebmevon ONLY): Super Strength Government, Rebel, or Oblivious: Rekart (Government) Sexual Preference: Straight.
Physical Description Hair color: Ivy’s hair is a darker brown, almost black, and sits on her shoulders. Depending on her mood, reflects her hair style for the day. If she’s feeling happy it’ll be playfully up, straightened, or sometimes curled. If she’s feeling down it’ll be sloppy, not bad looking, just not pretty. It naturally has a hint of wave to it. Eye color: Her eyes are an emerald green with brown specks in them. Skin color: Ivy’s skin is on the paler side, hereditary from her parents. Even days in the sun wouldn’t help her, it would just burn. Shape of face: Her face is soft and is rounded to the shape of a heart. Height: Five foot, five inches. Weight: One-hundred and twenty nine pounds. Form (Slim, curvy, etc.): Ivy has a more petite figure, giving off the appearance of weaker or vulnerable. A mistake her enemies can have on first encounters, but underneath the fragile skin is muscles strong enough to lift tons. Other: Nope.
Personality Attitude: Ivy can be very serious, or very…not serious. She gets mad easily, which can cause problems with her power. Although, she is the master of keeping other emotions and feelings bottled up and usually will snap a sarcastic comment.
The old her was more caring and gentle, her power was enough of a tough side, but now she had to be more mean and rough with others. Well at least to the Rebels.
Another thing most don’t know about Ivy is that sometimes she feels as if something is missing. Not just possessive items, more in her memory. She can’t figure it out and doesn’t know what it would be seeing as she has everything. She’ll pretend nothing’s wrong and be all messed up inside.
Likes: -her name -her job -her hair -accomplishing a mission -her power -boys -being able to deceive enemies into thinking she’s weak -her attitude -family
Dislikes: -the missing feeling -having to be overly careful about everything -being lost -failing -being bored -not knowing everything happening in the building -getting emotionally attached -her weaknesses -the dark (But doesn’t know why.)
Good at: -being careful with her power -quick wit -she believes, her job -using her strength correctly -hiding things
Bad at: -loosing control -remembering her past -falling in love -being alone (Needs to be surrounded by people most of the time or else she ‘thinks’ to much.)
Hobbies: -‘thinking’ -working out -working -writing in her journal
Habits: Ivy will try and hide her feelings from time to time, which is a lot of work and stress for her.
Other (The New) Past: Ivy grew up on the all famous planet Rebmevon, had a normal family, normal friends, and went to a normal school. It was just…normal. Her parents were strong believers in using their powers; they didn’t think it should be something to hide, so Ivy was one to flaunt her strength around. Needless to say she was never bullied in school.
Then the takeover happened. Her parents wanted to fight but didn’t want Ivy to have any part in it. That meant that they waited until the last possible moment before they decided that it was of no more use to stick around, so the three of them landed safely on earth.
Ivy’s parents hated to hide, and especially hated having to move a little slower, be a lot more careful. They wanted power and wanted it badly, and that’s how Ivy got roped into joining the Government. Honestly, she likes it. She grew up with the workers, was trained to be stronger, and most of all she doesn’t have to get up at six a.m. and go to work. She’s already there!
(The Old) *Note* She doesn’t remember any of this and I say Iris because at the time that was her name. Past: Her life was not perfect. She moved out of the house at sixteen due to her overly controlling father and went and stayed in a run down apartment. Things were getting rocky, seeing as money was tight and she would have been living on the streets if some of her close friends hadn’t decided to help out. As in room mates! One was Miss Ara Looring, who happened to be Iris’ best friend. Life was looking up…until the world ended. She fell to earth with Ara beside her, and together they sought refuge in a secret hiding spot with six other rebmevons.
It was a dark room underground and they had an alibi up above dropping food off for them to eat and giving them updates on what was happening on this strange new planet, but of course life can never be that simple.
The alibi didn’t show one day and just as they were about to investigate they were attacked by Rekarts. Iris was ready for the fight, it being a relief that she got to use her powers so strongly. But it wasn’t the same for Ara, who had been soundly sleeping, for when she went to conjure up fire, nothing happened. Nada. Not even a hint of smoke.
Ara of course flipped because she hadn’t realized what was causing this. It wasn’t until she got to think it through did she realize the true reasons. Never the less they tagged up and Iris had Ara’s back and Ara hers, though she couldn’t do much.
That’s when they pulled out the serum and shot it randomly around the room, even hitting some of their own. It was then that it came down to two against one. Ara and Iris vs. Rekart #1.
Though, Ara didn’t realize the one was aiming his gun at her. Iris saw, ran and pushed her friend out of the way, getting hit by the serum. With her last ounce of energy she was able to distract the Rekarts and allowed Ara to escape, though she would never be able to forget Ara’s face as she turned to look at her one last time.
She never thought she would forget. But she never knew what the Government had in store for her. They found her too powerful to terminate, so they worked on erasing her memory, identity, and life.
They filled her brain with a false past, though it’s clear enough that she believes it. They changed her name to Ivy Smith. (S.I. Second Identification) And, mostly they gave her a new life where she now works against all her old friends. But there are those times where her old life tries to push through and gets thinking… What’s missing?
Other: She pretty much forgets everything about her life before they erased her memory. All her friends and family. The only time she slightly remembers is when there was something strong in her life and she comes in contact with it again.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE (I’m doing the part of Iris’s life between landing on Earth and getting captured, and you guys get to even see a little bit of Ara’s past! What a treat!)
“Iris?” The soft voice of her friend broke the silence that seemed to hang over their heads. “What about Salem? And Cicily? Ian? Phillip?” Iris inhaled deeply, resting her head against the side of the pod. “We hope they escaped. There isn’t much else.” Ara was silent for a moment and the only noise that could be heard was the pod as it whizzed into space. “Iris?” “Hm?” “What’s going to happen on this new planet?” Iris stared out at the galaxy before them, no destination in sight. “We start new. Make due with the conditions we are given.” She sighed, her emerald eyes wondering over to Ara’s blue ones. “That’s all we can do.” ----------------------------------------------- Their escape pod had landed nicely in an open field, much to Iris’s enjoyment. Moving it would be a breeze. “We’re here!” She said cheerfully to Ara who just rolled her eyes. “Were not even sure where we are…” “In a field…” “On…?” “…a planet.” Ara chuckled at this and went back in the pod, probably trying to find out where the hell they were.
Iris took a few steps into the field, brushing off some dirt on her pants. This planet was so strange and she hadn’t even been on it for five minutes. And she hated it.
She could tell that there was other life here, which meant problems for any Rebmevon. From what she knew other planets weren’t as accepting of strange new people, especially the ones with powers.
“Earth.” Ara yelled to her. “The planet is called Earth.”
“Well, hello Earth. Meet your invasion.” ----------------------------------------------- The room was dark and stuffy, something that one could get used to after a few days right? Well, whoever that was must have been on something because Iris didn’t think that if she spent years down here that she could learn to love it. Or at least like it.
Ara had curled up sleeping on her legs, which it seemed she did a lot of these days. ‘I’m sure it’s just the atmosphere or I’m still exhausted from escaping.’ Ara had told her before she took yet another nap. ‘I’ll be back to normal in no time’.
Iris stroked her friend’s hair softly glancing up at the other people in the room. They all looked worn out and tired, but none seemed to be as fragile as Ara. This worried her greatly.
“Where is Isabelle with the food for today?” One of them complained and everyone nodded. Twelve O’clock on the dot everyday for a week now and for some reason today, nothing. “Maybe something’s wrong?” “Perhaps she just lost track of time.” “Don’t worry she’ll be here.”
Then they could hear footsteps in the distance and everyone sighed with relief. At least into the figures came into view. “ALL OF YOU, UP NOW!” The voice was rough and loud, causing Ara to wake up. “What’s going on?” She asked sleepily. Another officer came up to Iris and Ara, nudging Ara with the tip of his boot. “Get up dirt.”
And Ara got up, the others watching silently. “You’re going to regret that last sentence.” She held her hands up, waiting for the flames to come, the overpowering heat wave to burst. The officer chuckled, grabbing her wrist. “I’m really regret-“ And he went flying across the room, Iris’ hand still in the place where she had made contact with his stomach.
That was just the beginning. Each Rebel joined in, some Rekarts doubled over in pain with the brain invasion, others in a puddle of water, and some cowering away as Iris made her way towards them, Ara right behind her. Ara was lost and dazed without her power, stuck between wanting to help and not sure what to do.
Iris kept with her though, knowing she couldn’t abandon her friend and besides, this battle was easy. But it wasn’t the end of the war.
At first the guns had worried them, but when one got hit and nothing happened at first they went and attacked stronger, and the Rekarts fired at random, seeing as it was chaos, and it didn’t take long until they figured out what the needles did.
Then it was just Iris and Ara, one other Rekart standing. “Ara, check out the others. I’ll take care of him. She hesitated starting towards one of the other Rebels as Iris started towards the last Rekart. That’s when a lot happened. The Rekart aimed his gun towards Ara, who was oblivious, and Iris did something that she will never regret: She pushed Ara out of the way, the serum implanting itself in her left shoulder.
Ara screamed as Iris fell to the floor with a gasp. “IRIS!” She was kneeling next to her. “Why? You didn’t…” “Ara, listen to me, leave.” The Rekart started to stroll over to them, a smirk implanted on his face. “I can’t leave you!” “Yes, you can! I’ll be fine, don’t worry about me.” Fear reflected on Ara’s face and Iris had to hold back tears, saying this was practically cutting in to her, but Ara was the only hope to escape. There was a chance if Ara made it out.
“Sweetie, are you going to go down peacefully, or am I going to have to use force?” And he received one final kick from Iris, flying away from them, not as far if she had full power. A few Rekarts started to get up from their battles, stiff but able to fight again. “NOW ARA!”
There was a long pause before Ara got up and made her way towards the exit, turning to look at her friend one more time. “I’ll save you Iris.” Were her final words before disappearing into the day, leaving a disabled Iris on the floor. A memory she would never forget. For a while anyway.
(I’m going to leave it there and flashbacks will happen every now and then. I hope you guys enjoyed!)
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Post by Yukino Haruno on Feb 3, 2008 12:06:49 GMT -5
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Post by Whisper on Feb 3, 2008 13:25:04 GMT -5
YAY! -is happy- Thank you!!!!
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Post by TsubasaKamiya on Feb 3, 2008 21:37:37 GMT -5
xD YAY!!! NEW CHAR!!!! But wait...this means she gets both passwords....>.<...ugh, this is going to be a bit confusing...
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Post by Whisper on Feb 3, 2008 21:40:09 GMT -5
I was thinking about that... If you guys want, Tsub you can just PM me when something big is happening, or I can have the password. It's up to you all. =D
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Post by Yukino Haruno on Feb 4, 2008 16:08:00 GMT -5
I say let's do that, it might be easier in the end. ^^
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Post by megan on Feb 9, 2008 0:15:22 GMT -5
-UNDER CONSTRUCTION- (I appologise, i had to go in the middle of writing this! Forgive me. ^^ Personal Name: Megan Age (If wanted): Erm, no thanks. How you found us: Contacted through neopets Experience (How long you've been roleplaying for): Hmm, about 4 years. Other (Tell us about yourself, a bit... yeah): Well, I'm a manga/anime freak. And, um... yeah. Character Basis Name: Oryan Grey Gender: Male Age: 19 Birthday: February 14th Race: Human Power (If Rebmevon ONLY): None Government, Rebel, or Oblivious: Oblivious Sexual Preference: Bisexual Physical Description Hair color: Brown Eye color: Green Skin color: Caucasian, pale Shape of face: Thin, bony Height: 5'11" Weight: 170 Form (Slim, curvy, etc.): Thin, lanky, with slim muscle Other: He's got something special about him, he knows it, and is just trying to figure out what it is exactly. Personality Attitude: Pessimistic, but hyper most of the time. Likes: Small animals, people, rollerblading Dislikes: Gymnastics, boring college corses Good at: Puzzles, speed skating, chess Bad at: Making enemies, juggling Hobbies: Running around the neighborhood, trying to play chess with himself. Habits: Chewing his nails, chewing on his hair Other Past: Oryan grew up with his little brother Jared, and his parents. Other: ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
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Post by Duncan on Feb 9, 2008 19:12:51 GMT -5
*WORK IN PROCESS* Will finish past and Role play sample ASAP
Personal Name: Duncan Age (If wanted): Old Enough How you found us: Neo Experience (How long you've been roleplaying for): Umm.... about 4 maybe 5 years. Other (Tell us about yourself, a bit... yeah): I'm Russian, I like sushi, and roleplaying but thats kind of obvious.
Character Basis Name: Ilya Neros Gender: Male Age: 19 Birthday: March 15 Race: Rebmevon Power (If Rebmevon ONLY): Leech Government, Rebel, or Oblivious: Government Sexual Preference: Straight
Physical Description Hair color: White about neck length and messy. Eye color: Violet Skin color: Very pale Shape of face: Nicely rounded with a slightly pointed nose. Height: 6'4" Weight: 170lbs Form (Slim, curvy, etc.): Lanky and slim but has quite a muscular build. Other: Suffers from albinoism which is lack of pigment in skin, hair and eyes.
Personality Attitude: Ilya has a quite unstable personality. Most of the time he seems happy and outgoing but is prone to violent mood swings. These happen more frequently when he's low on a fix being any one of his. He doesn't like authority or his freedom being caged, this being he doesn't much like the rekart but puts up with them because it gives him an opportunity to drain other rebmevons. He tends not to socialize with other rebmevons even in the rekart because he still is holding a grudge because of them pushing him off the planet because of his families power and how his parents used them. Even if he seems happy he is really quite out of his mind taking joy in the pain and suffering of others.
Likes: Causing people pain, making people think he's normal, his thumb collection (yes he has a collection of human thumbs), Cigarettes, the feeling of draining a rebmevon's powers.
Dislikes: Annoying people, not having what he wants, people who discriminate against him, the sound of bubble wrap.
Good at: Making himself seem normal, causing people pain, interrogating people.
Bad at: Keeping his thoughts to himself, controlling his temper, forgiving people.
Hobbies: Collecting human thumbs, causing pain and suffering, scaring small children, draining rebmevon powers it's kind of like a drug to him.
Habits: Smoking, uncontrollable mood swings, draining rebmevon powers whenever he can, rubbing the bridge of his nose when he gets annoyed.
Other Past: (IMPORTANT!) Other: If this character has any other info about them, please say it here.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
Memories all alone in the Moonlight[/i]
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Post by Colin on Feb 15, 2008 15:21:05 GMT -5
Personal Name: Colin Byers Age (If wanted):15 How you found us:Thanks Izzy!!=) Experience (How long you've been roleplaying for):never Other (Tell us about yourself, a bit... yeah): My attitude is worse of than trying to predict the weather.
Character Basis Name:Acere Gender:Guy Age:25 Birthday: 5/1 Race:Rebmevon Power (If Rebmevon ONLY):Super flight Government, Rebel, or Oblivious:Rebel Sexual Preference:women (durh)
Physical Description Hair color:white Eye color:gold Skin color:tanned Shape of face:beautiful Height:6'5'' Weight:350 Form (Slim, curvy, etc.):brolic Other:has a scar that crosses an eye
Personality Attitude:wild (Anything, he changes all the time.) Likes:chocolate Dislikes:evil Good at:football, and kicking goverments ****ing*** Bad at:relationships Hobbies:flying (durh) Habits: Falling asleep when a conversation is boring. Not answering because of being lost in thought.
Other Past: (IMPORTANT!) Has a brother who betrayed his whole family and murdered them. He already revenged them, ergo the scar. Other: If this character has any other info about them, please say it here
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE The most important part of the application. Please make this about the character you are applying for, not anything else you decide to use. We must know how this character acts.
I'll give it to you when I can.
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Colin Im finishing it
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Post by Colin Im finishing it on Feb 16, 2008 15:57:45 GMT -5
Personal Name: Colin Byers Age (If wanted):15 How you found us:Thanks Izzy!!=) Experience (How long you've been role-playing for):never Other (Tell us about yourself, a bit... yeah): My attitude is worse off than trying to predict the weather.
Character Basis Name: Arcere (Ark-sair) Gender: Guy Age: 25 Birthday: 5/1 Race: Rebmevon Power (If Rebmevon ONLY): Super flight Government, Rebel, or Oblivious: Rebel Sexual Preference: Women (durh)
Physical Description Hair color: White Eye color: Gold Skin color: tanned Shape of face: Beautiful, he is so handsome not even the greek gods could compare him to themselves Height: 6'5'' Weight: 350 Form (Slim, curvy, etc.): He is superbly muscular and nicely built. Other: Has a scar that crosses his right eye. He wears a cross earring that dangles on the left side.
Personality Attitude: Wild, his mood will change all the time. He might act sad at first, then without warning become very happy. At the same time he might get very aggressive and rude, then become very calm and gentleman like. Likes: -Chocolate -Chasing women -Showing off Dislikes: -Evil -Men being crude to women Good at: Football, and kicking governments ****ing*** Bad at: Relationships Hobbies: Flying (durh) Habits: Falling asleep when a conversation is boring. Not answering because of being lost in thought. Doesn't talk much, a very silent person.
Other Past: (IMPORTANT!) When the war started his brother betrayed his family. He went to the Government, he believed he had the best of his interests in mind. When he gave the location of his families hiding spot, the Government sent in a set of troops right away. Arcere's brother led them. Arcere managed to escape but the agents had taken his powers for a few weeks and he was forced to live as a beggar. When his powers returned, Arcere went into under cover as a student of a samurai school. When he returned he spent some time finding his brother. Many battles occurred, many escapes followed. In the end Arcere trapped his brother into a corner and a grueling sword duel took place. Finally Arcere took the upper-hand and wounded his brother mortally. The agents came in and were about to kill Arcere when his brother jumped in front of him. In sadness Arcere took the sword his brother had fashioned when they were kids and slaughtered the agents. Arcere barely managed to escape alive. After that Arcere promised to always help those in trouble. Other: Carries a large claymore that is about six feet tall. Very wide, on the handle it has the inscriptions, A heart of gold can win the heart of anyone. The hand guard is a set of folded wings.
ROLE-PLAY SAMPLE
Arcere walked down the streets, it was a sunny morning. It seemed that everything could be perfect. He was wearing a new shirt, had tried on and bought a really nice pair of pants and his black sneakers fit ever so comfortably. He was headed to the gym to continue his every day exercises. The wind blew through his hair and smiled. The lids covered his gold eyes and when they opened he spotted a group of hotties. His tongue licked his lips ever so slightly. As the young girls passed he winked and the girls giggled. The black boots continued their steady pace, the long strides, the hard thunks, and the quick movement into the next step.
Arcere walked out of the gym, all the muscles in his pumping with testosterone. They felt like large diamonds all over him. The light signaled walk and he crossed to his favorite restaurant. The chair hovered in the air as his hand pulled it out, and with a sweeping motion he was ready to order. The waitress came to take his order, Arcere looked her up and down.
She was well grown, and very pretty. She had a full bust that nearly burst out of her outfit every time she took a breath. Her eyes were solid brown. The girl had dark curly hair that ran down her neck and overflowed all around her shoulders. the lady had to be of Dominican descent. Her legs were smooth, and the rest of the skin had to be as soft as silk. Her lips were just right and beautiful. The outfit she wore was that of a house maid.
"Your order, sir?" she said sweetly, her voice like a vanilla ice cream.
"Yes, may I have some strawberry ice cream and a nice Guinness?" Arcere replied.
"Alright anything else?" the pen flashing across the clipboard
"No, not to eat." the grin exploding from his face.
She smiled back, and walked away her hips swinging with her legs. when she was some feet away her pen dropped and she bent over to pick it up. As she did the skirt rose up from her buttocks. Between the perfectly round cheeks, you could see a black thong that did not hide a thing. They looked sequenced up being hugged so tightly by her butt. She looked at him from an angle in that position and winked. She stood up and walked on. Arcere felt very aroused, and smiled at what he had just seen
After the meal he payed the bill and handed the girl his address. The day seemed to turn everything he saw into a gold color. The broad shoulder swinging as the legs took their regular pace. How could this day get any better. He new the answer to that, kicking some government ***. He strolled to the park feeling the sun beat down on him. As soon as he saw his favorite spot he jogged and jumped up to the beautiful spot at the top of the hill. He laid down and closed his eyes. The day seemed too slowly go by.
After a nice rest he stood up spread his arms and dropped off the cliff. The wind sped by as the ground expanded the force became stronger and stronger until he just stopped. He floated three feet above the ground. Arcere smiled and shot up into the sky. The feeling was beautiful. There he paused and the world felt like time was still for a moment. Then he sped off into the day. Flying all over town felt extremely good. As he landed in a gutter he heard a cry. A few garbage bins rumbled. The sound came as a struggle. The urge came and he went to investigate. There over a girl were two agents.
"Help me!" the damsel shrieked.
The agents laughed and one ripped her shirt off while the other ripped her skirt. She screamed, and Arcere's hand shot up above his shoulder but his sword was not there. He had left it at home because he didn't want to be seen with a huge claymore around town. The agents would surely discover the big, buff, flying machine easily. The agents spotted him and pulled out their guns. His massive body dropped to the floor landing on his hands. He cartwheeled as they fired their guns. He stopped on the other side as his legs spun and kicked and knocked the guns out of the rapers hands. Arcere flipped over them and landed with his body close to the floor. A leg kicked up and flew an agent into a bin. The thick muscular legs kicked him upward as his upper-cut landed into the second government official's face. The human flew into the sky and landed into the second floor window. He looked at the girl she was a cute little Blondie. Very well grown and very scared. He picked her up and flew to his house where he gave her some fresh clothes. She left thanking him. That night the waitress visited him. A very extreme night followed. That morning he got up and walked to the window. The scent of a woman strong on him. His head was spinning with questions. That poor girl was attacked, and she was a rebmevon. How were they finding them? Agents here? What was going on?
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