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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)
I'll post after school.
(November 18, 2015 - 10:44 am)
Ack! This will no longer be on page two! The page that is the warning to all dieing RPs!
(November 19, 2015 - 12:40 pm)
This is basically Katara's reflection on her life.
Katara~
Life is already a strange thing, but my life is definitely beyond that. As far from a normal life as possible, and I don't quite understand why.
I was born into EVIL. My father and my mother, who died after we adopted Elisha, had trained me. I was trained to be an agent since I could walk, it was my life, my everything. And then they sent me away.
I don't know what oblidged them too, my father and Elisha, in fact all of EVIL decided to send me. My memory was not so much taken as tucked away in some corner of a box. In fact, I'm not sure what I remembered when Mason's father found me. That was the plan all along of course, but with no memories I was completely unaware.
The strange thing is now that I do remember, all of that training before is back, and I have the training of EVIL and AYA mixed together in a jumbled mess.
At AYA I made a life. I met friends and Mason, everything was okay until my father stole me away.
I don't understand how he could look upon his daughter, the only part of his wife left, and just...imbeded a tracker in me. He must of cared about me?
But how can that be when his eyes were cold and distant?
My memories clash, the things AYA and EVIL taught completely contradict eachother. Kill, don't kill, no mercy, your skills are to defend, and to protect.
At time's I've listened to one voice in my head and at other time's the other. I've down awful things.
But it's not my fault. It's EVIL's. I am merely a worn-down pawn in their game.
The thing about being a pawn, I can't turn on my own king.
My life is complicated, different, terrifying and exciting at the same time. It seems like everything is a living nightmare, and I don't know why I was given this burden.
Once I thought it was over. I thought I had nothing to live for. I thought everything I had cared for was gone, over, dead. But in truth it wasn't, because I was still alive.
I was there, hanging on by a thread, but I've been pulled up.
Truth is: I have everything to live for. All those precious moments laughing with my friends, Cammwren, Marcia, Madison, Roselyn, Embry, Mason. All of them. All of them have brought me smiles.
All of them have helped me live.
Not EVIL, who used me as a pawn, a gamepeice, something without feelings. They took me for a monster, made me beleive I was one.
I'm not the monster.
They are.
And I'm done with them.
It's time to fight back.
It's time to win.
EVIL will not live. EVIL will be gone if it's the last thing I ever do.
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(November 19, 2015 - 8:21 pm)
This is yet another parody to "Stronger Than You" sung by Madison. I'll bet you can guess who it's too. Also includes Ivory's rap!
This is Madison,
Your own daughter!
And I'm no longer related to you, cause I know much better
And every part of me is saying "Don't let her!"
I am never gonna follow your rules
If you think you'll win this fight,
Then you're a dasterdly fool!
Let's go, me and you
I'll fight, if I really have to!
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able
Can't you see that my strength is not a fable
I see you hate that I have way more power
But you are no longer my mother
You ain't gonna stop what we've made together,
I am gonna stay this way forever
If you break us apart, we'll just come back newer,
And we'll always be twice the people you are
I made,
O-o-o-o-of
Love and Mercy
O-o-o-o-of
Love and Mercy
Opportunity
And Loyalty
Ivory: Don't touch that!
Refrain!
You can't comprihend with your primitive brains!
Untie me!
Can't you see we've already won?
When Elisha gets back, she'll put an end to your fun!
I mean it!
Disist!
I don't even want to think about the size of the list
Of every single rule you're breaking!
Not to mention the rediculous mess you're making.
Madison:
This is what we are,
This is who I am
And if you think you can win this
You need to rethink your plans
Because they're my new family
And we will never end
I won't let you hurt this planet
I won't let you hurt my friends
Go ahead and try to hit me if you're able
Can't you see that my concious is now stable
You think I'm something you aren't afraid of
Cause you think that you've seen what I'm made of
I am even more than what you see
What my friends know is the real me
I have fury
I have patience
I have an inspiration
I am made
O-o-o-o-of
Love and Mercy
O-o-o-o-of
And it's stronger than you
Love and Mercy,
Kindness and Caring
Ho-o-onesty
And it's stronger than you
O-o-o-o-of
Courage and healing
O-o-o-o-of
And it's stronger than you
Love and Mercy
Kindness and Caring
Opportunity......
(November 20, 2015 - 12:10 am)
TOP
(November 24, 2015 - 2:40 pm)
Katara~
Well, the only problem is that I can't tell who is who. I suppose the people running towards me are evil, but then again it might be Madison excited to see me. I sigh, trying to gather myself.
First thing, I needed to find out where I am. Then, locate EVIL headquarters. After that I'd try to locate Elisha and force her to give me the antidote.
I scoffed but quickly shook my head. "Okay Katara. You can do this. You know Elisha, you can locate the per- thing that has a commanding prescence and that all the other things look too. Right? Yes. You can do this..."
I sigh, trying my best to believe myself, though I still heavily doubted myself.
Maybe, if I could find and AYA agent, they could show me. I can't understand them, for some odd reason, so I'm not sure if they can understand me either.
"But...." I paused, a grin spreading across my pale face, replacing my distant expression. If I could establish a way of communication, say the nodding of heads, I could ask questions and they could respond, although with limited answers. Two, to be prescise.
"Assuming they could understand me..." I let my expression fall and my shoulders droop as I began to head down the hall way. I shook my head and picked myself up, trying to look confident and intimidating in case I ran into any EVIL agents.
What did this to me any ways?
(November 25, 2015 - 1:06 am)
May~
As I search for my sister, I hear a familiar voice, reassuring itself.
"Katara!"
I rush towards the sound, and find her in a room. She looks up at me, and after a moment's pause, she charges at me, tackling me to the ground.
"Who are you? EVIL agent, or AYA?"
Oh no! She must not recognize me. "It's May! I'm on AYA's side."
She cocks her head a bit.
"I am so sorry. I can't understand you."
Think May, think! I notice a pen and paper on a desk in the room. I gently push her off the top of me, grab the pen and paper, and write out "I'm May, of AYA." She reads the note, and looks back at me.
Marcia ~
In a secluded room, with no cameras and a lock, I'm bawling. I can't help it. I wish I could just tell him the truth, but I can't. Choking to hold my tears back, I wipe them away, toughen up, and go back to my station. My little lab that they gave me has a metal table, a large closet full of metal, tools, and chemicals of all types, plus a little window. The sun begins to peak over the horizon, meaning that we've been in EVIL all day and night. My lack of sleep begins to catch up with me after this realization. Groggy, I walk into the camera room for my shift of keeping watch over the cameras. The seat is so plush, and soft. When I look at the prison screen, I see that Mason too is sleeping. The warmth of the heater above me, the softness of the chair, and my lack of rest lures me into a nice, sleep.
When I awake, it's ten in the morning. Mason's already awake, so I grab a plate, put some food on it, grab a cup of water, and head down to the cells.
I slide the plate and water into his cell, his back still to me. As I turn to leave, I hear a loud crash. The metal cup lands with a deafening crash next to me, water spilled everywhere. I turn quickly, to see the plate in a corner, food scattered.
"What's wrong with you? I give you food, and you throw it away. Do you want to die?!"
"If it means my real friends aren't captured."
"Mason, I-" Mason stands, his fists clenched, looking straight at me.
"We trusted you! But you betrayed them! You betrayed me!!"
This blow hurts, like a thousand daggers. "Mason..."
"I thought you were my friend! Was that a lie?! Have you been EVIL this whole time?!" He points an accusing finger at me while saying this.
"No!" Tears are streaming down my cheeks, my glasses fogging up.
"What did EVIL offer you?! It must be better than your supposed friends! Or was this all free will?!"
"Please! I can explain!"
"No. You've already done enough damage." He turns his back on me once more, ending the fight. I turn, too, and head back up, wiping the still streaming tears away, even though it's pointless.
(November 25, 2015 - 5:08 pm)
Katara~
"May?" I rack my memory, attempting to remember an agent named May. "Oh! May!" I exclaim, staring at her. "Marcia's sister. I'm sorry, right now is....um...well...I can't really explain. Do you know where everyone else is? Where Mason and Madison and Embry are?"
May quickly hurries to right something down. "I don't know. I'm looking for my sister. Why can't you understand me?" The paper begins to fill and I glance around the room for another peice.
"Umm...It's hard to explain. And I haven't seen Marcia. I think...." I take a few quick steps and grab a small notebook that has a pen attatched by an elastic string. I hand it to May, "Use this to talk to me."
She nods, and I look away from her face, contorted in a way that makes it unrecognizable and not so far off from an evil clown, except without makeup. I resist the urge to shudder as she writes something else. She hands me the notebook and I quickly read, "Thanks. Game plan?"
"Find Elisha. And try to write as little as possible to save room." She tilts her head to the side and I mentally pinch myself. "Oh yeah, Elisha is EVIL. Looks like she's in charge. Evil looking too." I decide to keep the part about her being my adopted sister. It's probably not important anyways.
May nods, and turns to head out the room. I can't understand people and they look like some deformed clown. How does this even work? I really need to give up the spy buisness. Maybe I could join the army, put my skills to use and avoid being anything like a spy. Or i coukd cook. I've always wanted to cook.
I shake my head and try to focus on May, memorizing the way she walks and her height, just to see if I coukd recognise her by those traits only. I don't think the garbled voices are different in any way, so I won't try to identiy those.
I do need something to focus on. Maybe what I'll tell Mason. Mason. Aren't you proud of me? Look what's happened to me and yet I haven't manadged to go insane. Yet. Well, i did for a little but I won't let EVIL get the upper hand. I will not be a pawn in their game this time.
(November 27, 2015 - 8:13 pm)
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(November 29, 2015 - 5:21 pm)
Uuuuuuuuuuh, people? Is this dying?! This better not be dying!
(November 30, 2015 - 4:39 pm)
Elisha~
Ohmigosh it's dying! The rp is dying," i scream, clutching my head. The world is shaking and flying monkeys are swooping away my agents. "We need to contact the writers," Ivory states, somehow looking relatively calm.
"And how are we supposed to do that!!!" I exclaim. Someone wrote last and now no one else is writing. Goodness, if they are going to write, they could at least let us end peacfully instead of by being eaten by flying monkeys!!"
Ivory shrugs. "We can only hope that someone is writing about us."
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This is just a joke and isn't actually happening in the Rp.
But come on...
Post people!!
(November 30, 2015 - 8:08 pm)
Urgg.....NaNo nearly killed me....l'm tired and have no energy to write anything....
l'll post. Someday.
(December 2, 2015 - 1:23 am)
Here, have a cookie.
(December 3, 2015 - 6:36 pm)