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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)
name: Emma Swan
female
agency: Aya
appearance long blonde hair, blue eyes, fair skin, hair to her hips
personailty: was once a theif so knows how to pick locks and stuff, stubbornb when she knows something is right she sticks to it, rebel, loyal
currently doing: living alone with her sister named Belle in a hideout
(July 25, 2015 - 5:29 pm)
Wait. Can new characters be former AYA students? Or do they have to either be EVIL or citizens that got caught into the adventure?
(July 25, 2015 - 6:37 pm)
Yay! Aya 2!
Name: Marcia Windriff
Female
Former Agency: AYA
Appearance: Her fiery, curly red hair has grown back a bit, and now goes to her shoulders, which she keeps in a low, messy ponytail. Her hazel eyes still sparkle with mischief, but they are now hidden under a pair of rectangular glasses. Usually wears a hoodie and jeans.
Personality: She's a bit nerdier, but if you call her a nerd, she's still the same girl from AYA, so she will bop you on the nose. She is still act before thinking, but she has learned to control it. Mostly. She is still snarky, hot headed, and independent. She has also grasped her extraordinary intelligence.
Current: She passed high school, and is now doing college level math and science. She once created a jetpack (which will come in handy for later).
(July 25, 2015 - 6:31 pm)
@Rosebud No, I don't think Roselyn ever figured out who killed Carrie, or that she was EVIL. Personally I think it's a good thing poor Roselyn didn't know her sister was EVIL. The school mostly won't be used, but I guess they could visit. This is three years after, so where is your charrie? They all must've split up. I mean, who would want to go back? But yes, they might visit, the AYA.
@Lindsey, yes, I guess they could be. I mean, there were more students there. (Don't know how that worked out.) I guess they just weren't on the elite squad.
Oh also! TYPO!! (I hate these things. They're like flies. They don't need to exsist.) ;)
Madison's hair is waist length. Sorry, but I just needed to add that.
THANK YOU!
(July 25, 2015 - 7:52 pm)
And I suggest that if you're new, go back and read the first. It is AYA spies. It will help you get a better idea about what has happened.
(July 25, 2015 - 8:41 pm)
(July 26, 2015 - 2:44 pm)
TOP
(July 27, 2015 - 1:03 pm)
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(July 27, 2015 - 1:12 pm)
LET THE GAMES BEGIN!!
Madison~
Putting my cell phone down I look at the time. Whoah, I just got off the phone with Roselyn, and we had been talking for at least two hours. Sighing I jumped off my bed, I do wish Mason would reply when I call or text him. Life had changed when the 'incident' happened. Mason and I were serperated, Katara went missing, Roselyn changed, and well life changed. Going downstairs, I see one of my foster sisters watching TV. "Hey Jaelyn, how are you?" Jaelyn was ten, and had blue eyes and brown hair. We even looked like we were related. "Good, but I saw this weird comercial." I start making a sandwhich in the kitchen. "Oh? What happened." "Well, there was this weird guy and then stacic interfered with the real commercial. He was scary, and a lab was behind him. Then these pictures came up on the screen, and he said that they were wanted. They were of kids, and one looked like you but younger." My blood turned cold. "What!?"
(July 27, 2015 - 1:49 pm)
Katara~
I grin ruefully at the poor soul who had to bring my breakfast. "I would like a new book," I say, my eyes following her every move.
"W-what book would that be?" she stutters, avoiding my gaze.
"A math book dearie. I need to up my math."
"Okay!" And with that, she rushes out the door, locking it behind her. I step down and eat the food with my fingers. They give my no silverware for fear I would kill them as soon as they came in. Kill. Tears fill my eyes as I stare at the food, then I scream and send it flying against the metal wall. "Kill kill...metal metal...food food..." I look around at all the things repeated. Kill, metal, food, books.
The girl comes in and sets the book down. She notices the food but scrambles out before I can hurt her . "As if," I scoff, crouching down to pick up the book. I dig in. Since I had never really gone to school I have been using books as my education. Kill, metal, food, books.
Elisha~
I scornfully watch the poor thing, doing my best to act fearful. As soon as I leave I put up my confidence and grin evily at a young girl staring at me. She didn't eat the food now, but she probably would pick it off the floor when she got hungry.
I put my hand to my earpiece. "Father? When can we get the little wretch out of here?"
A cough. "When the time comes darling. When the time comes." He cackles uncontrollably and I turn off my earpiece. Eventually he'd stop.
(July 27, 2015 - 2:47 pm)
Roselyn~
I stuck my cell-phone in my pocket reluctantly. I find myself missing Maddison, AYA, and our adventures. Minus the killing. School has long since been out, but I snuck back into the girl's restroom, and created fantasies of Carrie coming in to tell me everything was all right, and I was being a baby. A sob escapes my chest, followed by another, and another... though now 15 (very near 16) I am still the miserable, shy, mess that I was at AYA. I collect myself quickly, and dry away my tears with a few paper towels. I glide out the door as silently as possible, then steal through the empty, silent, corridors of my high school, alert for footsteps. I am nearly to the front door when I hear voices, and I quickly dash into a closet. The footsteps pass, and I sprint into the clear sunshine, running and crying all the way to my house, which is fortunatly very close to the school. I am almost home when a sort-of familiar voice from behind me stops me in my tracks.
"Hey... your Roselyn, right? That girl from AYA?" I turn to face a girl with fiery red hair looking at me inquisitivly.
"Marcia," I murmer. The two of us don't know each other well, and I was surprised I still remembered her. But there was no doubt that this was Marcia, former student of AYA.n
(July 27, 2015 - 6:43 pm)
Marcia~
It's a little awkward bumping into a former member of AYA out in public. To be honest, I didn't think she would recognize me, with my new glasses and all. "So, how is life?" "Oh, um," she stumbles, "it's, uh, nice. Yours?" "Oh, it's good. I graduated high school last year and am now doing college level math. I got new glasses." She stares for a second. "Well, you do look, um, different. And I notice your hair has grown back a bit." I laugh. "Yeah. My mom freaked out when she saw that I had cut it by myself. And she went balistik when she learned that I did it with a shard of broken glass!" Roselyn giggled a bit. I suddenly remember what she went through. "So, how has your family adapted to your family being, eh, smaller?"
(July 27, 2015 - 8:03 pm)
Wait! I wanted to make a new charrie.
Name: May Windriff
Female
Age: 16. She is five minutes older than Marcia.
Former Agency: she was never in one.
Appearance: Wavy, waist length red hair. Hazel eyes. Wears flowey shirts, loose jeans, sandels, and floral headbands.
Personality: She is practically the opposite of Marcia. She is kind, soft spoken, and calm. Unlike Marcia, she thinks before her actions. She is a vegetarian. She is very agile.
Currently Doing: She is Marcia's twin sister. She was never in the AYA, like her sister. Instead, she was home schooled.
(July 27, 2015 - 7:18 pm)
I feel as if their is a twin theme coming on.
Mason~
Harder. Faster. Harder! Faster!
I swing violently at the dummy. Memories flash through my mind. Dumb AYA, dumb everything about that cursed place!
I finish the dummy with a round house kick, that send it's rubber head flying off. I wipe the sweat off my brow. Going into the kitchen, I grab a water bottle.
"Well if it isn't Mason-wason." George ruffles my hair, then fast as a snake grabs me into a choke hold. Using my feet, I swipe and trip him. He throws me to the floor.
"Boys! No ruffhousing inside!" We pull apart and brush our selves off. "Sorry, Mr. Alcabash." "Call me Pa, now son have you ever seen this ad before?" I walk over and peer at the computer screen. An add flashed pictures of children. The top said 'Wanted', and a website address was posted below. Jolts of memories flushed my mind as the pictures changed again and again. Carrie, Miyuki, Cat, Alex, Cammwren, Embry, Roselyn, Jessica, Chesnut, Madison, Marica, and....Katara.
"I've got to go make a phone call!" Rushing upstairs, I dig for my cell. Dust and dirt collected on it, and flew off as I flipped it open.
I begin to text all of those who were in my contacts. To Madison, and most others, I sent a very undetailed text. Then to Cammwren, who I had most contact with, I sent a very elaborate text explaining the situation and the website. I went to do the same with Marcia, that I had done with Madison and the others. Then my finger slipped and I pressed 'call.' I face-palmed and grunted. I hadn't talked to Marcia in two years. But I couldn't hang up now, that would be rude.
I gulped as the phone picked up, "Hello? Mason?!" Augh, I hate talking, exspecially to girls.
"Uhhh, Hey Marcia?" I barley whisper.
(July 27, 2015 - 8:32 pm)
Katara~
"Hello Katara," the evil-looking man whispers.
"How do you know my name!!" I shout, my side still in extreme pain.
He grins. "I just do. And you are goin to work for me now."
"No! Why would I do that!" I pause, realizing the full extent of what he just said. "No! I will not betray AYA!!!"
He laughs. "Now, Katara, you can see why I put you into surgery. Guards."
They let my arms go and i lift up the corner of my shirt, i gasp. "W-wha have you done? What is it!!"
He laughs as I stare at the metal circle that has become a part of me. "Lets just say if you disobey your orders, everyone will die."
I glare at him, a newfound hatred in my eyes. "Who are you."
He laughs again and moves his face so close, i can smell his wretched breath. "Dear, I. Am. EVIL."
I wake up, screaming at the top of my lungs. I grip my head and curl up into a ball. "No! Never! Stop it! Go away!!!"
Elisha~
"Yes father," I grin at the King of Theives as he stares at me, confused. "Just what I call my...close...friends."
His eyes widen in fear and I can't help but swell with pride. La, you have taugh me well. Oh father. I stretch my metal arm (I forgot to mention that) and head out. I glare down everyone that dares to lay eyes on me and let out a cackle. La, why do they let me stay? Because they neeed me. Ha!
(July 28, 2015 - 1:46 am)