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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)
In the old AYA building I guess...
(August 17, 2015 - 1:13 am)
Katara~
(August 18, 2015 - 3:21 am)
Cammwren~
l remeber things, just by being here. Things that l hoped to forget, yet still hung onto. Here my life changed. l'll never be the same person.
Things change. l walk down once-familar hallways, though rooms that l don't reconize any more. And then, a scream.
(August 18, 2015 - 12:32 pm)
Roselyn~
"Don't you think we should be cautious about the people in that car?" Maddison asks as we walk the familier corridors of AYA.
"No one got out. No one was watching us... ," I murmer, "wait, no one WAS watching us, right?"
"Hey, where's Cammwren?" Marcia questions.
"He is behind us, just around that corner," I say, gesturing.
"I don't think anyone was watching us," Maddi says uncertainly, resuming conversation."
"A good spy would check," I tell her, surprised at myself.
"You're right. I'll text Mason, he is with Katara somewhere, and Marcia and Cammwren are right behind us. By the way, what were you doing when we were watching that car?"
"Tracker. I threw one," I say, Maddison smiles.
"Good job Rosie!" She is cut off as several people in black rush into the corridor, one of the people, a girl, draws what I recognize to be a dart gun from her pocket, and she aims it at Maddi. I scream, and stepped in front of her as she fires.
(August 18, 2015 - 3:31 pm)
Madison~
Roselyn screams and jumps in front of me. At first I'm confused, then it comes to me. "Roselyn!" I cry out as I watch her body crumple to the ground. "Rosie!!" I whisper, slinking to the ground, I gently rest Roselyn's fragile body against the wall. Tears start to stream down my face, when I notice a posion dart in her stomach; if not given the antidote she could die. I knew I had to find whoever shot this, because every good spy knows to carry an antidote in case you accidently dart yourself. Snapping back into reality when footsteps echo against the walls, I realized I'm surrounded. People in black, at least ten, surround us and one of them being a girl who was holding the dart gun. Anger bubbles inside me, an unleashed fury began to resonate off my body. Loading the dart gun, the girl got closer. Her brown eyes seemed to make me regret coming back to AYA, but the only thing I regret was letting Roselyn get shot. She had always been there for me, when Mason wasn't. She was always there, always! But where was I?
"Violet!" I scream, and dodge punches. Violet was our word that meant that we had been found. Also that it wasn't a good time to probably come in, and or that someone was hurt. Marcia and Cammwren, who had been a little behind us were able to slink into the shadows before they were noticed.
A burning sensation scorched inside me, and for once in my life I hated someone. Loathed her, so much that it hurt! I unleashed my anger by attacking any person in black who got close. Smack, hit punch dodge. My energy was fueled by my hatred and for Roselyn. Pretty soon I was sweaty and standing face to face with Roselyn's darter. (?)
"Oh so you've managed to take out my useless commrades, but let's see how you can handle me." I glare at her, with hatred burning in my heart. "For Roselyn I can do anything, just like she would for me!" I punch but she dodges and gets me in the nose. I see Cammwren and Marica emerge out of the corner of my eye. "Don't get into this, this is my fight!" They hold back while they watch. "Ha! I'm Elisha Typhoon, and I'm your worst nightmare!" "The only reason you would be in my nightmares, is because of how flipping ugly you are!" We launch into a cat fight, both of us getting badly beat up. Usually I would be burned out by now, but my revenge for Rosie still burns. Somehow I'm able to pin her down, and I'm holding her arm behind her back, in breaking postition. I search her for an antidote, and find a whole bag of little viles and her gun. I toss both to Marica and Cammwren. "You can't beat me, you couldn't even save your little friend." I grit my teeth and push on her arm which makes her yelp. "Well, Elisha at least I have friends!" "Go ahead do it, break my arm. Show me you're not weak, you know you remind me of myself." "I'm nothing like you!" I push harder and feel the bone in her arm start to bend. Elisha cries out with pain, and Marica and Cammwren stare at me with wide eyes. "Madison you can't!" I push again, but stop. Marica is right, I can't.
(August 19, 2015 - 5:13 pm)
Embry~
Hearing sounds of conflict l rush to the sence, to find that l am too late. There's about ten people wearing black, tied up on the floor. Marcia is helping Roselyn to her feet and Madison is tieing up the last person.
"What happened?" l ask.
"We got ambushed by these people. They shot Roselyn, and l knocked them out," says Madison.
"All of them?" l ask. "Very impressive."
"That girl," she gesures to a startling pretty girl tied up, "was weird. And creepy."
l hear footsteps. Mason and Katara round the corner. "Wha-" Then Katara pales. "l know her."
"You do? Who is she?"
"She was with the ones who imprisoned," says Katara, looking like she might cry. "Okay...." says Mason. "What are we going to do with them? And what time is it?"
Marcia looks at her watch. "It's four am. Why?"
"Because people will notice that we're gone. We've got to get back."
"But we can't just leave these people here," objects Cammwren. "And the Evil is already looking for us. What if we stayed here?"
"They'll call the police about us," l say. "And that'll help the Evil know where we are."
"It's just a matter of time until they do anyways," Roselyn adds.
"l don't know...." l have a feeling that Cammwren doesn't really like his foster family. Like he just wants to run off.
"Is this really the best plan?"
(August 19, 2015 - 6:17 pm)
Elisha~
She has revenge carrying her on. Me? I'm just pure evil. I quickly yank my leg up, shoving her backwards. I snatch the cure and hold it above the ground." Move and these go out the window."My arm still hurts, and I must admit I am grateful she didn't break it. They are nothing like me, la.
I start walking backwards, seeing the fear on their faces. "Bye bye, Rosie." The girl who fought with me screams and rushes forward, but the vials are already out the window. I backflip, kicking her chin, and land on my feet, running. I make it away, holding back a laugh. I bring my hand to my earpiece, "One down."
(August 19, 2015 - 6:49 pm)
(August 19, 2015 - 9:32 pm)
So I'm guessing Roselyn is unconscious now... ?
(August 20, 2015 - 7:55 am)
She can is, but you can wake her up. Like she's poisoned, but she can be awake. Think of Pokemon how the pokemon can be fighting, but poisoned. Sorry if this doesn't help.
(August 20, 2015 - 4:51 pm)
What is "Pokemon?"
(August 20, 2015 - 6:13 pm)
Okay. I am confused. All of your posts don't agree.
(August 20, 2015 - 4:34 pm)
I take back my post. Sorry!
(August 20, 2015 - 5:24 pm)
Roselyn~
I feel funny; my head is spinning. Marcia gently examines the place where the dart hit me, and we both assume that it was a stunning dart, not extremely danerous, but great for get-in get-out no-damage jobs. We debate about what to do next for a few minutes, and my mind wanders to the old days. Suddenly I look up, shiver, and notice what hallway we are in. The one where Miyuki killed Carrie.
"We need to start training again," I say suddenly.
"What?" Embry asks.
"EVIL is after us. We need to be prepared," I explain, "some of our old skills have worn off a bit." Mason looks a little uncertain.
"We can skip out on school and come here instead," Cammwren suggests.
"They'll notice we are missing. It's not gonna work," Maddison doesn't seem happy about the idea either.
"Okay! Forget I said anything," I raise my hands in surrender.
"Meet me here at ten P.M. tommorrow," Mason says slowly.
"What? Why?" Maddi questions.
"Because we are going to start training again," he answers.
"Mason, no. Bad idea-" Maddison starts.
"Roselyn is right, we need to be prepared." Maddi looks angry; I can tell she hates the idea of having Mason be the new headmaster. It reminds her of her dad.
"We'll meet each other at ten to talk about what we want to do; begin training, or something else. We can't ignore EVIL, or they will catch up to us," Mason declares.
"Why can't we just... dissapear?" Cammwren suggests, "like never go home?"
"No way. We don't want to get the police involved," Marcia speaks up from a corner.
"Let's go home," I say tiredly.
"What about... them?" Embry gestures to the EVIL agents tied up or knocked out on the floor.
"We'll leave them here. But we should probably get going before they wake up," Maddison says, "We'll lock the building up or something." One of the black-dressed men stirs, reaching for a weapon.
"Let's go!" Mason commands. I can barely run.
(August 21, 2015 - 7:50 am)
l just had to do that..... :)
(August 21, 2015 - 1:01 pm)