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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)
YAY!!!!!! Thank you, guys!!!! Right now I am late for school, but I will do my charrie soon!
(February 16, 2016 - 10:06 am)
Name: Clover Emerise
Female
Agency: EVIL
Code name: Agent Marsh Fire
Age: 13 (but looks 10 or 11)
Appearence: Small, with pale skin, light blonde, faintly wavey hair, and large, pale green eyes. When she is on a mission she wears an innocent looking schoolgirl outfit that has a bunch of places to conseal a few daggers and a very small dart gun.
Personality: Clover is very protective of her younger sister, Rena. Because she looks very innocent, EVIL uses her to lure people into traps. However, she hates doing things like this and only does it because Elisha has told her that Rena will be killed if she doesn't spy for EVIL.
Backstory: Clover and Rena's father spied for EVIL, but after about fifteen years he decided he wanted to quit and get married. Knowing that EVIL would find him and kill him for deserting he promised the leader of EVIL his two eldest children in exchange for the oppertunity to live the rest of his life in peace. Clover has lived at the EVIL base sense she was seven and Rena was 5.
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How's this? Ok?
Hey, Eevee said her first word. Zika. Eevee, that's a disese, why are you telling me this??? You're scaring me Eevee...
(February 16, 2016 - 1:54 pm)
Rosebud, which RP is this? I forgot. I've seriously been in so many RPs, I lost count. What's it called?
(February 16, 2016 - 12:08 am)
Oh! Okay, I know what you meant now
(February 16, 2016 - 12:11 am)
Whose turn is it to post and where is May? I can't find her anywhere!
Eevee says Aoru! Maybe Eevee is a wolf today...
(February 17, 2016 - 10:11 pm)
I actually don't know the answer to either of those questions. You can just wrote if you want. We don't have a certain order
(February 18, 2016 - 10:40 am)
Clover~
I sit on the floor, playing cards with Rena in her room and laughing my head off at a silly thing she has just said when the sudden, obnoxios buzzing in my earpeice cuts me off midlaugh. The equally irritating voice of Elisha Typhoon slices into my thoughts,
"Agent Marsh Fire, report to comand center. Code forty-two in action."
Code fourty-two means enemies have infiltraited, I think to myself.
"Roger."
I sigh and turn to Rena, saying, "Sorry Rena-beans. A mission."
"Why now? It's always when we're having fun, isn't it?" she pouts. I smile sadly, get up, and go to my room to change into my spying clothes. I really hate my spying clothes. A 'cute schoolgirl' navy polo shirt with ruffles on the collar, an itchy khaki skirt, kneesocks and mary jane shoes. I slip my dartgun into a discreet pocket in the skirt, tuck flat knifes into my two kneesocks, and put another knife into my shirt pocket. A sparkly barette which is really a razor sharp dagger completes the outfit.
I finish dressing and poke my head into Rena's room, saying, "Stay safe, Rena. Don't forget to lock the door."
"I will. Don't get caught, Clover," she says anxiously.
"I won't. I love you," I say, more confidently than I feel and jog towards the command center. My horribly loud shoes tap on the floor, but I do not bother turning on the silencer. I open the door and step inside.
"Ahh, Agent Marsh Fire. What took you so long? One would think you were reluctant to spy for us. Perhaps we ought to do something to... convince you. What do you think? Do you need it?" says Elisha silkily, spinning around in her chair to face me. I glare angrily, hearing the threat to my sister and hating that Elisha knows I am afraid for Rena's life. I do not answer. I try to control my breathing and I clench and unclench my fists with each breath. Control, control, control yourself, your emtions, I think, Elisha must not know you are afraid of her. Calm. She won't harm Rena. You are her best undercover lure, her best trap and she won't risk losing you.
"Well? I'm waiting for an answer, Clover."
"No," I growl, keeping my voice from shaking, "you don't need to convince me of anything."
"Good," she purrs, and then in a brisk, buisnesslike tone, "your mission is to find one of the enemies. A girl who is not a spy, but who is proving remarkably difficult to catch. Find her, trick her, capture her. I want her alive, as she may be useful in getting the others. Go."
I obediantly rush off, feeling sick for being manipulated into being so evil. Why do I have to hurt this poor girl, who is not even a spy? Because, I remind myself, if I do not she will get captured anyway and Rena will be murdered.
I bend down to flick the silencer switch on my shoes and creep quietly down the hall, lisning for sounds, but I hear nothing. Down another hall, towards the library. A faint footstep stops me in my tracks. I sneak towards it, wishing not for the first time that I can turn invisible like Ivory. I peek around a doorway and see a girl with long red hair walking towards me. She is not dressed like a spy, she is wearing a soft looking flowery shirt that has rips and burns and loose jeans that have a big gash in the side. It must be the girl I was supposed to find. Stage one, check. In a flash I am back around my side of the hall and running towards the end. I sit down on the floor, flick my shoe silencers off, put my arms around my knees, bring them to my chest and rest my forhead on top, the image of defeat. I start to fake cry softly. I hear the footsteps pause, and then start running my way. A shadow falls over me and I hear a soft voice say, "What's wrong? Oh, you poor thing, what happened? Why are you here?" The speaker crouches next to me and puts her arm around my shoulder.
In a shuddering voice I say, "I- I'm scaired. These people took me- and my sister away and- and locked us up. We got out, but I don't know what happened to her... they found us- and they- they shot her and I don't know where she is or- or anything. I'm so scaired..."
"You poor, poor thing," she says again, "don't worry, I'll help you, I don't know where my friends are, and we can help each other."
"Really?" I say, looking up with a sad but hopeful face, "you'll help me?"
"Of course," she answers, helping me to my feet and leading me down the hall. I stop and pretend to scratch my leg as I slip my right side knife into my hand. That was easier than I thought.
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How's this? Does it fit and everything? MY FIRST POST!!!!
(February 18, 2016 - 10:19 pm)
I love it Cocklebur! Can I call you Burr?
Elisha~
I sighed, now slightly bored. Cammwren was off retrieving Ivory, while I had sent agent Marsh to go and collect the troublesome little girl who was weaving around out agents.
I heard a small cough behind me, and slowly turned. I was surpsied, no doubt, at the tall, broad-shouldered man who stood before me. A smirk worked it's way to my lips, and I nodded my head in acknowledgement while I stood. "La! Hello father!" I cooed.
He smirked as well, moving beside me. "Is everything going as planned?" he asked, receiving another nod from me in return. "We have two hours left as of now." He checked his watch and added, "More or less.'"
I coughed into the back of my hand, hiding a chuckle. "I do believe our newest recruit, Marcia, is beginning to falter. Her team, much to my surprise, is accepting her back.'
"They do probably need her," he stated.
"Yes. She's probably the only one on the team who could stop the timer. There is the manual shut off as well, but you know how it is. You're too smart to make a reachable self-destruct button."
"Yes. Well, there is the self destruct buton, hidden in my quarters, and then the button that switches off the device, in case things go wrong."
"I know, but they won't," I grinned. "I sent Cammwren to get Ivory, and they are going to retrieve Marcia. She probably can't get through our firewall, but just to be safe. I also sent agent Marsh to retrieve our meddlesome little girl."
He furrowed his brows and remained silent for a moment, before finally speaking. "And Katara?"
I felt a pang of jealousy. "She locked herself away to protect her friends from her. She remembers everything now: how we sent her in undercover, the device in her side."
"And how is she now?"
"She's pathetic," I replied, disgust lining my voice. "I'm surprised she hasn't gone insane again. If we ever need to, I still have the remote to her mechanical implant. They removed the control car, but the self destruct setting is still there, I permanently installed it. So, if need be, we can always use it."
"I'd prefer her alive, of course, so don't take any unnecessary actions."
I nodded, glancing around. "Two hours?"
"One hour and 57 minutes."
Katara~
But I had to do something. Elisha, the witch, had left me my very own timer to keep track of the countdown. One hour and 57 minutes. If the timer had reached the last 15 minutes I would leave.
Already in my mind I was imagining bringing my sister down. The final battle between us, though it might never happen.
Would I ever get to see her face again? To see my father's face even? I wanted to see his reaction when I brought the final blow down upon Elisha.
I wanted to see Maddie, and Mason's expressions too.
Would they be lined with disgust? Fear as they realized I maybe truly was evil? The instinct to finish a fight, with my memories back, was even more overwhelming than before. "Never let your enemy get up! Each time you let them go, a new determination will fill their hearts. Eventually, you have to lose," my father had told me.
Would they be relieved? That I could see? That I was alive?
Regret?
My thoughts returned to Mason. He had changed in the last three years. He was still the same person, however, and I truly longed to see his face once again covered in obvious concern for me. Even to hear him laugh would be worth it.
I regretted leaving him. I had needed time to think. If they hadn't captured me, would I have returned to him?
How would things between us. Obviously he and Marcia hadn't really talked. I couldn't bring myself to imagine what would have happened if they did! What could have happened that is.
I covered my face with my hands, feeling even more hopeless then before.
I would die alone.
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I finished the first chapter for the book! I'll post it on a new thread later.
P.s. I changed lots in my head, Burt haven't gotten that far.
(February 19, 2016 - 3:22 pm)
Yay! I'm also working on it for a project in my creative writing class
(February 19, 2016 - 7:48 pm)
Sure you can call me Cockleburr!
(February 21, 2016 - 4:26 pm)
Oops, I mean you can call me Burr!
(February 22, 2016 - 2:38 pm)
Lovely, Cockleburr! And just for clarification before l post, is the red-haired girl Embry?
(February 19, 2016 - 7:21 pm)
You guys read the post about Ivory, right? I was going to see how you reacted before I posted from Rosy's POV.
(February 19, 2016 - 8:17 pm)
No, it's actually May. Embry's somewhere else.
(February 21, 2016 - 4:25 pm)
Ah, okay. l was a bit confused by the whole red hair thing.
(February 21, 2016 - 6:13 pm)