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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)
Well, they both have red hair.
(February 22, 2016 - 2:39 pm)
Madison ~
The safety of the world rests on our shoulders.
(February 20, 2016 - 10:05 pm)
Wow! Nice post! So informative! So dramatic! It must have taken forever post that! (wink wink)
I would post, but I don't know what to write.
(February 21, 2016 - 1:23 am)
Sometimes I imagine Katara singing Fight Song...
(February 21, 2016 - 4:32 pm)
Guys? GUYS? Don't let this die! Please!!! Just post something! PLEASE! I will give an origami samari helmet to whoever posts next!
(February 23, 2016 - 6:56 pm)
Okay.
May~
A stabbing pain slices at my side. I jump away, shocked to see the girl I had helped holding a small knife. She lunges at me, but I duck, dodging her attack. I kick her back, and run away, clutching my side where I was cut.
Once I'm far enough away, I remove my hand and pull my shirt up a bit to inspect my wound. It's small, but bleeding a lot. I need to find medical supplies. I tear off my long flowey sleeve from my right arm, and use it as a temporary bandage. Just until I find something better. But soon, I hear footsteps. I quickly duck into the nearest room, and find someone unexpected. Katara.
(February 24, 2016 - 3:09 am)
Katatra~
I looked up, startled at the sudden entrance. "Who is that?" I asked, shying out of my corner and standing, though I still leaned against the wall for the feeling of security.
I was actually really surprised when it responded, as I though I might have been hallucinating. But, of course, I couldn't understand what it was saying, so I stared with wide eyes as it gabbered on.
After a moment, it held up five fingers.
"What?" I asked, squinting at it indignantly.
It shoved the five fingers towards me, but at no further response, let out a sigh and lowered its hands. The next motion it made was like the sun setting, where you place one arm atop the other horizantaly at a right angle, then let it fall or 'set'
It meant day. I voiced my thoughts, receiving a nod from the unidentified person, who then proceeded to hold up another five fingers.
"Day...five..." I muttered, shaking my head. Maybe this was all a trick. Maybe it was Elisha trying to fool me so she could laugh about it later.
Then the creature held up ten fingers, closed her fists, and added two more. Twelve. "Day five twelve?"
That made no sense to me as I racked my mind.
She pointed to her self, following it with day, the five fingers, and then slashing her hand through the air and doping the twelve.
"Day five out of twelve!" I shouted out. It was like a game of cherades, except more risky. The creature nodded, and pointed to itself.
"You're day five out of twelve..." I paused, something wasn't right.
It hit me like a rock.
"Month!" I explained, receiving an even large nod. "Month five out of twelve! May!"
May nodded, then tilted her head to the side and looked around the room. I read her gesture well, and sunk back down to the flop, letting out a sigh. "Staying out of trouble," I muttered.
(February 24, 2016 - 2:44 pm)
*Throws Samari Helmets to Lindsey and Buggy* Thank you!
Clover~
Stunned, I watch as the girl races away from me. No. No this cannot be happening, I think, What will happen to Rena when Elisha finds out? No, I don't want to know. I have to get that girl now! I need to make a plan. If only I knew where she was going! I start to walk down the hall she had just gone down, until I come to a split in the corridor. Which way now? I see a little smear of blood on the floor the right hand passage and follow it until I hear her voice and another girl's. I peek around the wall and see the girl I had injured makeing signs to another girl, with wavy brown hair. What if I can capture both of them? Elisha will certainly forgive me for my earlier slip up if I come back with two enemies! The girl I was supposed to capture looks exaggeratedly around the room, then runs off after the brown haired girl slumps to the ground, muttering, "Staying out of trouble." I wait a little bit and walk up to her, doing my best to look afraid. Instead of pitying me like the redhead did, this girl screams and backs away as if I am a monster.
"Who are you? Are you AYA?" she cries, backing against the wall, "don't talk, I won't understand you. Sign to me." Great, what do I do now? I definatly can't say I am EVIL, she certainly won't trust me. I don't know what AYA is, but she seems hopeful that I am one. However, if I pretend to be AYA and we run into one of her friends, they will know I am an imposter. I shake my head no.
"Your EVIL!" she shreiks, "don't come any closer, I'm warning you!" I shake my head again.
"You are! I know you are!" she looks around for an ecscape. I pretend to wander around the room confusedly.
"Your... lost?" I nod yes, then motion for her to follow me, which she does. Now I will lead her... where? To Elisha? I don't want to. Maybe I can lead her to my room, grab Rena, then ecscape! No, EVIL would realize what I was doing before I even got close to my room and they would kill Rena. So, to Elisha we go.
I decide not to use my knife on her unless things get really bad, because that didn't work so well last time. I also don't want to knock her out with my dart gun because then I would have to drag her to Elisha. This girl looks at least fifteen and I am about the size of a small ten year old. I would never be able to do it. She will have to come willingly. I hate what I am doing, hate it so much I want to throw up, but I must protect Rena. I can't let them murder her.
(February 24, 2016 - 11:17 pm)
Katara~
I shook my head, clinging to the wall. "No. I can't leave. Go and lock the door," I ordered, pressinhn myself even further against the wall as I try to scan her reaction.
She points towards the door, and I shake my head again. "No, I can't leave," I repeat, making sure to be firm and commanding. I would not budge. This stranger was EVIL, and I had no idea what she thought she was doing. Elisha left me, though she kept it a secret for some reason apparently.
The thing- or person you could say- kept closer, staring at me with its disfigured eyes, large, endless pits of darkness.
I shuddered and looked away, placing my feet under me if I ever needed to run."Go," I growled, lowering my voice as a marbled sigh came from her lips.
When I looked back, she was holding a dagger.
I saw the shiny metal surface glinting in the light of the open door, and I shreiked, suddenly grasping my head. A jarring pain shot through me from my head, and my whole body ached as an undescribable headache began pulsing.
The dagger... It still held the item, watching me in confusion as I cowered under the sudden onslaught of voices that raked through my head. My vision faded as I dug my feet into the hard, concrete ground, suddenly replaced by a different image.
Me, holding a dagger covered in blood. It faded as well as the voices continued penetrating my mind, and I responded tellling them to leave me.
A more real, though garbled voice entered amongst them and I opened my eyes, just realizing ai had closed them. It was still there, staring at me, holding the dagger.
Maybe it would stab me.
(February 25, 2016 - 3:00 pm)
l would post, except l am compleatly confused as to where my characters would fit into everything.
(February 27, 2016 - 12:43 am)
Clover~
I stare at the girl as she writhes on the ground clutching her head in agony. I had only pulled out my knife to try to scratch on the wall all the things I couldn't tell her with signs. However, as soon as she saw the knife she started freaking out. What should I do now? I can't talk to her and she definitely isn't able to watch my signs right now. I decide to just start writing and hope for the best. I scratch on the wall: I'm Clover. What's your name? Why can't you understand me? Maybe if you and I work together we can find a way out. Please trust me. She gradually stops screaming and looks up at me, panting.
"I said go. Leave now." I shake my head and point at my words. She looks at them and says bitterly, "Why should I trust you? You're EVIL, I can tell. No random little lost girl would be wandering around here with a knife." She smiles humorlesly. "Do you work for them because you want to, or because you have to?" The words buzz around my head, Because you want to, or because you have to. I don't want to lie to this girl anymore. Should I do what I want to, or what I have to? Which is right? I just don't know, I don't know, don't know...
The girl watches my emotions flash over my face and her expression softens to... pity? "You have to, don't you? Like I did. What did they say they would do to you?"
My mind keeps turning, Which is right? What I want to, or what I have to? Maybe... maybe I could do both! What if I got Rena and helped these people...
"What did they do to you?" she asks again. I look at her sympathetic face, so different from mine and yet so similar, because we have both suffered at EVIL's hands. I know what I have to do and what I want to do. I write: I don't know what I am. I was an EVIL agent afraid for her sister's life. Now, maybe I am not EVIL because I want to help you. But I am afraid. If I help you my sister will be killed.
(February 28, 2016 - 8:06 pm)
I think I firured out where everyone is:
Clover- In some room with Katara
Katara- In the same place as Clover
May- A few hallways away from Katara and Clover
Embry- In a room with Roselyn, Madison, and Ivory
Roselyn- In the same place as Madison, Embry, and Ivory
Madison- With Embry, Roselyn, and Ivory
Mason- With Marcia
Marcia- With Mason
Camwren- Supposed to be trying to find Ivory
Ivory- With Embry, Roselyn, and Madison
Elisha- In the command room
I hope this actually helps and isn't too annoying! If it is annoying, I'm really sorry.
(March 1, 2016 - 1:51 pm)
Its great! I would reply, but Im like...stupid right now.
-Drawing a photorealistic friend's baby. (The friend is an adult dont worry. I also drew a self portrait! Yay, but I can't show it. ;*(
-Absoloutly nothing.
-Im just kinda depressed in a tired way.
-Im leaving on vacation in two days.
Like none of those reasons seem to be good exscuses save the first one...sorry!
(March 2, 2016 - 2:17 am)
Oh, I love drawing! Are you good at it? I drew several pictures of Clover, remind me to put them up here some time!
(March 2, 2016 - 1:32 pm)
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