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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)
No Cocklebur! Its fiiinnneeee!!!!! Gave Katara something to do, although it is being knocked out.its just logical. Katara didn't make the descicion to be knocked out! Or did she.....
:D
Elisha~
I took a deep, wavering breath, confusion working it's way into my confident heart and planting a seed within. "Cammwren...." I attempted to begin, leaning against a wall. "Doss it jeopardize the mission?"
We met each others gazes for a long moment. Even if he hadn't admitted he couldn't tell me,I would have known he was keeping a secret. A personal secret. "No," he replied, breaking the heavy silence between us.
'Cammwren...." I repeated his name for emphasis, before loosely pushing off of my wall and taking a couple wide steps to stand before him. "Does It jeopardize you?" I strained the question, each syllable weighted down, but especially 'you.'
He gulped. That was my answer, but I waited to hear him speak.
"It might," he squeaked, like a pathetic little mouse.
I took a step back, scanning him skeptically before turning away and leaning against the opposing wall, letting out a sigh.
"I'm not heartless you know...." I whispered, my own voice sounding meek. I heard Cammwren shuffle his feet awkwardly, and pushed myself off before leaning against the wall again. "I'm still a human being."
"I know....."
"But do you really? You probably think I'm a monster like everyone else, Cammwren. But I have feelings. I have hate, and care....and I like you."
He took a step back, much more surprise showing up on his face then I expected but it was mixed with fear.
"You're a good agent....you work hard, and you do it well." I complimented, running a finger through my hair.
(March 15, 2016 - 1:34 pm)
Oh, gosh. I am laughing so hard. Poor Cammwren, he didn't know he was so popular! At least Elisha didn't knee him in the gut before telling him she liked him!
(March 15, 2016 - 4:33 pm)
Hey guys! I'm sorry I haven't posted, I just can't think of what to write. But I've been thinking about which songs match each agent (haven't found one for Clover since she's new, or Elisha since she's a more complicated character). Here's my list. Sorry if I leave any out. I probably haven't found a good enough song.
Marcia: Fireflies
Mason: cRaZie$ (yes, it's spelled that way)
Madison: Titanium
Roselyn: Fight song
Ivory: KABOOM
Katara: Clarity
Embry: Roar
Cammwren: Faster than a treadmill (the song itself has nothing to do with treadmills)
Yes, I know I missed May, Clover, and Elisha. If you want, you can check out the songs to see why I think they work. Don't worry, they're clean as far as I know.
(March 15, 2016 - 4:17 pm)
Does Cammwren still like Marcia, or was it just for that one post?
(March 15, 2016 - 5:23 pm)
Something I made for a different rp awhile back. It's done, so nobody would see it there. Welp, here it is. Katydid and Buggy will know who it is.
Lindsey, please delete the row of ID numbers at the bottom, then resubmit the art. Thank you.
Admin
(March 15, 2016 - 10:13 pm)
Well, I made some changes to Katara~
Basically I'm going to write down the events of the last four years in as few words as possible. Sum it up, you could say. You will notice some changes, like I said, because I changed it.
Year 1~
Katara first began her time at AYA when she just turned 13. Elisha and her father wiped her memories, sending her in to unknowingly spy.
After not too long, they recaptured her and gave her memories back in time to learn what she had. (She was skeptical about telling them) and gave her a small implant on her arm, after removing her memories again.
The small implant would release a poison that would make her go insane, but they lied and told her she would die if they didn't do what she said.
Fearing for her life, she was forced to work with the other secret EVIL infiltrators, and received information to relay. Once EVIL had been discovered, however, agents were forced to go in an attack, bringing AYA down.
EVIL had the poison released in Katara, and it drove her to the point of killing. She came very close to killing her close friends, and once Mason and others found a cure, practically broke her heart.
After EVIL had mostly faded and the AYA agents regrouped, Mason kindly comforted Katara, when she told him he needed time and abruptly ran from him.
That was when EVIL kidnapped her. (Not thieves. That was stupid of me, ;-;) It hurt Mason and their special little bond snapped, as three years of imprisonment waited for Katara.
Years 2-4~
Basically Katara was kept shut in a cage where Elisha kept sneaking her poison and she was insane. Then AYA found her, brought her out to the EVIL base, and she was taken by EVIL again only to get her memories back.
With her memories back, they followed it up with some freaky hallucination stuff, which got her where she is now.
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Alright. I found the. Perfect. Song. For Mason and Katara. One of the lines is even, "If I left you, I never meant to!"
Its called "Even Then."
(March 16, 2016 - 2:32 pm)
Question: where is Mason? I'm assuming he is with the group betrayed by Ivory. Yay! Roselyn has been having her "bravery moments" in this RP. I'm slowly strengthening her. Lindsey, your song choice is perfect for Roselyn and her newfound bravery :) :P
Roselyn~
"Slam!"
We're locked in. In the dim lighting, I can make out a room made of some sort of white, yet-to-be discovered substance that really looks invinvable. A table made out of the same stuff is drilled to the floor. I just have time to think:
"A chemical testing room," when everyone (including me) starts to realize what happened. Mason is looking in paralyzed shock at Embry, who is looking with paralyzed shock at whatever it was Ivory threw into the room. That's when my brain explodes into a million tiny pieces (at least, that is what it feels like). We have training in AYA. If someone throws a grenade, one of us has to shield the rest of us. In a split second, I realize that Embry is going to jump and shield us with her body. I don't have time to hyperventilate, or cry, or become to scared to move. I can just think of one word:
"Leap." I skid across the invicable white floor, pushing aside Madison and running my hand along the extreme hardness of the floor. My fingers connect with the object. It's warm. I've always had nimble fingers. I've always been good at pitching. It's a big room. And it can't be that powerful or Ivory will have destroyed his own base... But right before I throw, the thing explodes in my hand, and everything goes black...
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Guys, Roselyn dies. I'm sorry. I'm also sorry that it wasn't when she was saving Maddie :( but that wouldn't work out. Now the two Tristyn sisteres are together.
(March 16, 2016 - 5:31 pm)
Guys, Mason is with Marcia.
(March 16, 2016 - 8:51 pm)
And GAAAAAAAAAH! WHY YOU DO THIS TO US?! FIRST BUGGY THINK OF KILLING OFF ONE OF HER TWINS AND- .............. forget I said anything.
(March 16, 2016 - 8:55 pm)
Poor Roselyn. Loyal and brave to the last. May she rest in peace. We should have a moment of silence for her every March 16. Maybe we should do a remembrance thread, or something.
Clover~
As May and I walk backwards down the hallway with Katara's limp body between us another explosion shakes the building. I hear screams and the wall next to us trembles violently. A few seconds later we hear running feet, coming nearer.
"Let's put Katara down here," May whispers, "then get back down the hall. We don't know if this person is friend or foe. I'll hold them." May is so brave. But she doesn't even have a weapon with which to 'hold them'.
"No. You're unarmed," I whisper back, holding up my dart gun. "I have this. You get down the hall." She shakes her head, saying,
"I'm not leaving you, Clover."
"You don't have a dart gun." She opens her mouth to try to convince me again, but the running person is already around the corner. I raise my gun, but too slow, I can already tell. I shouldn't have been distracted, should have been ready. But I wasn't. The person hurls herself at May. I try to fling myself in the way, but May has crashed into the person, shouting something.
"Madison! Madison!"
(March 16, 2016 - 9:58 pm)
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Please, no! NONONONNONNONO! Rosebud, you have demolished my will to live! Please change this!
Madison~
In a fraction of a second, my entire world ends. It shatters into billions of pieces, sparkiling with the last happiness that it once contained. Now, nothing, nothing matters. The world is nothing, I am nothing. What we are doing, is it worth it? Is it worth it now? I would've given my life for anyone in this room. But nothing couldn't prepard me for what happens next. I would never be the same.
Rosy, my wonderful Roselyn jumps into the air. Her brown hair floats behind her, the inertia in the air keeping almost frozen in time. My heartbeat quickens, though I have no time to think for why. As if in a rhythm of a melancholy melodious masterpiece she moves like a swan to pick up a prop. A weapon. Her demise. She her arm to throw it, and stealing a last glance at me. Her beautiful brown eyes remind me of golden chocolate.
Everything changes.
"ROSELYN!" I can barley hear myself scream over the ringing of nightmares. I don't realize I'm moving until I reach Roselyn's mutilated body. It doesn't look like her, but it's her. Rosy. My Rosy.
Something snaps.
"Rosy! Get up, come on! We have to save the world together! I promised to protect you!"
I promised. I promised! I PROMISED!! A black hole opens inside me, sucking in everything that's ever mattered. Anything. All I can see, breathe, hear, smell, is my sweet Roselyn. She was my world. Images of her run through my head, like a record stuck on re-play.
I open my mouth and can't close it. Screams are the only thing audioable to me besides Roselyn. Sobbs shake my body, I can't get a breath in.
"Rosy get up! Get up!" I begin to shake her violently. "Open your eyes! How can you sleep when we have to world to save!?" Spit, snot, and tears abrupt from my face, and the tears won't stop coming. I barely even notice they're there.
"ROSELYN! MOVE! Come on!" I pull on her hands and her wrist. Hands grab me to pull me back. It's all blurred, I barely make out the words.
"Madison, please stop! She's dead! Stop!" I freeze. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Dead. Roselyn. Dead. Roselyn's dead. Rosy's gone, stiff, cold, a corpse.
I kick, scream, scratch, hit, anything to get out of the hands of reality. "YOU PROMISED! YOU PROMISED! CURSE YOU! CURSE YOU! YOU PROMISED!" I slip out and throw myself against the wall, I began to smack my head against it. "YOU PROMISED! SHE'S DEAD! BECAUSE OF YOU! YOU CAN'T KEEP STUPID PROMISES! YOU PROM-" I'm pulled back again. I can't stop screaming.
"Madison stop! Please stop! Your scaring me! MADISON!"
Nothing matters. This stupid hope of mine that we could save the world is gone. This was all hopeless! We were just kids! KIDS! Roselyn died for nothing. All of us, will die. None of this matters. Nothing!
I sink to my knees, screams still filling the empty hallways. This was the lions den, and we just entered it's mouth.
I crawled over to Roselyn, or what used to be her.
"It's gonna be okay, Rosy. I'm here. I'm here. Shhh." I cradled her limp head in my arms. My tears fall carelessly onto her cheek. I wipe them off, angry at myself for disgracing her. I stroke her soft brown hair.
"Rosy. Rosy. Ro-" Sobbs. Tears. Roselyn.
"This is all my fault!"
"Madison, please stop! She did this for you! It's not your fault, don't let her sacrifice go to waste! We'll all miss her."
My hearing clears, and I can hear the cries of others. It fades again.
I see her, in a dress of white. It frames her perfectly, the lace blowing in the wind. The sun is late in the afternoon. Behind her rays of light. She smiles and laughs, oh I loved her smile. It made me feel like I was worth something. Her hair was down and curled, her brown eyes soft with happiness. I wanted to stare at her forever. I blinked, and she was gone. Just like that. All that I could see now was anything but her. But it used to be her.
Slumping over her body I start screaming again. This pain will never go away, and it will never dull. I feel slight revenge growing with each second. I WIILL kill whoever did this. I-I-I. Grief sweeps over me.
"Madison, please stop! Someone will hear you! Please we have to go!"
I glower menacingly at the blurry person, "I'm not going anywhere! I'm staying here! I'm never going to leave her side! I'm gonna be here when she wakes up! I'm not going to abandon her! She was my best friend! There is no one in the world like her! She would wait for me to wake up so I'm going to wait for her! Go away! You can leave, but I'm not going anywhere!"
She's not dead. She's not dead. She's not dead. She's not dead, no. She's gone. I want nothing more than to join her.
I start letting out my pain in wails of distress, grief. Nothing can bring her back, and I can't stop screams, or the endless tears. Roselyn Tryston, my best friend, who deserved more than the world's riches, who didn't desreve this, was dead.
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PLASE! ROSEBUD FIX THIS! I'M CRYING! PLEASE MAKE ROSY ALIVE! PLEASE! Madison will never be the same!
(March 16, 2016 - 10:48 pm)
MNAOSDONASODNBKAL:SJDLBKJASDLSADHLKJKJADS
NOOOOOO!
ROSY!
I CRIED!
I READ WHAT LINDSEY WROTE AND IT WAS SO BEAUTIFUL AND SAD AND HEARTBREAKING AND I CRIED.
NO.
NO.
NO.
I REFUSE!!
I am going to bring us all together. Right. Now.
Katara~
My head hurt. My everything hurt so terribly bad as I finally pulled myself out of the nightmarish darkness that had clouded my mind and haunted my slumber.
Yet I somehow managed to submerge myself into another nightmare, but this one was more real. Haunting screams echoed through the halls and seemed to cause the shaking explosions that shook the ground beneath us.
I was in a comepletely different spot, and sat up to look around, groaning with pain as I tried to look around. My eyes were oddly dry and I had to blink several times in order to see clearly.
Instantly my heart plunged. There were three of the figures standing in the hall. One of them I realized was May, she had the dagger wound from earlier that the other stranger had provided her with.
But yet they were together.
So had the EVIL agent succeeded in finding May then? I supposed that was the case, but it still didn't explain who the third figure was.
I supposed that didn't matter really. If they trusted it then I could probably trust it too.
I slowly brought my feet under me and stood, taking a couple shaking steps towards the three, who quickly noticed me.
May ran over. I was still assuming it was her, but I was pretty sure by now. I had memorized the way she walked by now, though this time there was a slight falter, due to the wound, along with a pitiful drag.
Something was wrong.
Something was terribly wrong.
She shoved a note into my hand, and I lifted it to my face, squinting as I tried to read the frenzied handwriting.
It's Mason with us. Katara Roselyn is dead!
"What?" I gasped, the nightmare returning. I felt like I was enclouded in the darkness again. But, before I could even truly grasp what the note had said, May had grabbed my hand and dragged me over to Mason.
Next thing I new, he had grasped my hand and began dragging me as well. I followed as best I could.
May and the EVIL agent's footsteps echoed behind us, so I knew they were close.
As we ran I had time to consider what the note said. Mason was leading me, and all I had to do was keep up. Was it really possible? Could Roselyn be dead?
All I needed was in that room.
The room that he guided me into. The one that held a few people, cowering over a fallen soldier.
Tears filled my eyes, and I gasped, bringing a hand to my mouth. Emotion took over and soon I couldn't even see the unrecognizable faces as tears clouded my vison.
But hate seeped in.
This was all Elisha's fault. She had killed Rosy. Sweet, kind Rosy. And I couldn't even see her face, mangled it might be.
With the hallucination poison Elisha had burded upon me I couldn't see the face of poor Rosy. I would remember her as an unrecognizable creature.
My silent sobs remained hidden amongst (Maddie's) cries and the weeping of other's in the room. My shoulders shook, adding more pain to my already aching body.
I could barely stand as the emotion swept over me, so I leaned against the wall and slid down.
Someone joined me, grasping my hand.
I realized we were all here, weeping and mourning for our fallen comrad. Tears rolled my pale cheeks, only increasing the illness that hung about me.
"Will I ever see you again?" I whispered softly through muffled sobs. I knew it was Mason from the start, and although I couldn't understand him, I guessed the answer. "She's dead. And I can't see her face. I don't know who anyone is. I can't gaze upon the person that was so kind and sweet....her face is a distant memory."
A garble sound came from his mouth. I had a feeling it was Mason who sat next to me.
"And it's all my sisters fault. Her death....me...everything....Will I ever see anyone's faces before we all die?"
I had to do something. "Go to Maddie..." I whispered under my breath. "I have something I need to do...."
I slowly stood, followed by Mason. "I have to stop this....Elisha...she is my sister....It's my job to stop her. She has utterly destroyed my life. I have nothing. Nothing but you guys....and she is going to take you all away too....Hide. Don't come out, please. I will stop her..." I paused my whispered speech. "Or die trying..."
I drew away from him and the fallen Rosy, stepping softly out the door.
Elisha would pay.
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I hope this works, CX It's kind of muddled, but It brought us all together! For now, at least.
Okay Sicily...really? Did you HAVE to say pwnt? Why? Because Rosy was pwned? Fine then.
(March 17, 2016 - 2:03 am)
Let's pretend, Madison catches up with the rest okay? I think it would be better if she knew how her friend died. Mason isn't with them, so let's switch places! She caught up with them in the smoke! Then Rosy could've saved Maddi. Is that okay? :(
(March 16, 2016 - 10:51 pm)
Oops, I did my post about 2 hours after yours, Buggy, and yours hadn't shown up yet! Let's go with your post. Scratch mine!
(March 17, 2016 - 9:01 am)
Wow, over 400 replies. I can't believe it! Is this like the first RP that will actually last until the story is over?! O.o
(March 17, 2016 - 12:10 am)