CAN I PLEASE JOIN THIS???

I was going to join, but I got sort of busy. 

Aah I am soo sorry. I'm only active on weekends! 

Rora, yes! You don't need to ask to join.  

I like the backstory of Vix. Periwinkle, wasn't it?

I forgot to add something to Vivienne. I was rushing and totally forgot. She used to work for the Dominion, until they attacked her family. In rage, she turned on them, but forgot how powerful the Overlord was. Her arm was badly injured and now she has a prosthetic arm. I added in other that she was captured, which was because the Overlord wanted to turn her to his side again.  

And also, let the RP begin!!

I will be giving a part for Versa soon, but for now It's just Vivienne and the Overlord.

-_Overlord_-

A soldier walked into my quarters. I whipped around. "Well?"

The soldier bowed. "She's in the interrogation room, my lord." He said. I nodded. "Very good. Report back to the main level." Bowing once more, the soldier left. I walked down the cold black halls, and to Vix. He turned around, his dark eyes fixing on me. "We've captured her." I said. Vix smiled. "Perfect."

+Vivienne+

I stared at the guard, who was standing in front of the door, holding my weapon. For the hundreth time, I pulled at the chains. The guard laughed. "There's no point." Just as I was about to snap back at him, the door opened. In front of me was the Overlord, and behind him was Vix, whom I hated since when I had joined the Dominion years ago. Vix was the one who had attacked my family, along with the Overlord.

"I'll get to the point," The Overlord said, fiddling with my dagger. "We need you on our side."

I bit my lip to supress laughter. As if I was going to be part of this group. "I'm not joining." I said calmly. The overlord growled. "Think about it." He said, and with that, turned around. Vix came up, and undid my chains, and replaced them with restrictors. I groaned. The black cuffs tracked you everywhere you went, and the Overlord and Vix could control anyone wearing them by just thinking the command. They pushed me through the corridor, poking me with a sword when I stopped. They locked me in a cell and turned on the restrictors. I attempted to attack, hoping I could knock them down, but Vix just shook his head. My hands froze. I hated the restrictros. Vix locked the door and said, "The Overlord won't let you go. You'll be here for as long as you live." With that, Vix dissapeared.  

I'm excited to see what everyone writes! Periwinkle, Vix plays an important part on the Dominion side. 

-Vix-

I returned to the Overlord with a new plan to suggest. "This is good, my lord, but many more remain. I believe we can get more out of this rebel if you allow me to interrogate her. She's weaker with those restrictors. I can learn where other rebels are, maybe even their leader." 

The Overlord was quiet, back turned to me, as he considered this. 

-Alaina-

As I pushed open the bakery door, the familiar aroma of melting cheese and painfully sweet frosting greeted me.

“One of these,” I said, pointing to the round buns fresh from the oven and sliding a few large coins across the table. “Sesame, with extra filling and poppy seeds.”

The bakery assistants moved automatically to make my monthly order, the one thing they had made without fail for years–since my brother was imprisoned several years ago. I waited, meanwhile watching their faces for signs of suspicion. If they suspected that part of me was loyal to the Rebellion, it was doubtless I would follow the same fate of countless other citizens–prison.    

There was no sign of anyone recognizing me for anyone other than a quiet, harmless girl who couldn’t care less about politics, so I smiled, ducked out of the bakery and edged around the hordes of people in the street. 

I turned towards home, but when I was a street away, I walked into the alley, pretending that nothing was wrong. It was lonely, with only the occasional person strolling along, and nobody saw me slip a cloak made of sackcloth–a symbol of mourning–on and walk up to the prison.

There were guards standing all along the stone walkway, and guards against the heavy entrance, but they had heard countless times that I was at the prison mourning for my father, so they stepped aside, confident that I was the cowardly over-obsessed daughter of a respected member of the Dominion, who came every month. 

This was partially true. He had been killed in a massacre, when the rebels had successfully sieged the prison, and I did mourn for him. As for the cowardly and over-obsessed part...I have carefully played that role for months, exaggerating all my emotion till I could think of nothing else but the Dominion, and appeared to be wholly loyal to it.   

I stepped inside the cold prison and headed toward the memorial honoring everyone who had died in the massacre–which did not include any of the fallen rebels of course.

My heart felt lighter, as if it was a bird escaping from a cage, although on the outside I appeared sorrowful and quiet. Don’t worry brother, I’m coming.

-Nightshade-

I walk alone through the mountains, hoping that the allies in the next city will help the rebellion gain an edge. It is a dangerous quest, because the Dominion may have taken over the rebel base. Still, we are losing the war, and this may be our only hope. Suddenly, I come across a sage-green building labeled The Way. Well, that could either stand for this is the way, a popular Dominion slogan, or The Way Of Life, a rebellion saying. Curiosity takes over my mind, and I venture in.

Name - Ash

Gender/Pronouns - Male He/Him

Appearance - He has bright purple eyes. Long, knotty, wavy white hair down to his waist that is always tangly. Pointy ears. His left ear has a cresent moon earing. Always goes barefoot. Looks about 13 years old. Likes to wear dark capris, dark shirt, and cloak. He has a pendant necklace with a dark stone with something etched into it.

Personality - Shy, introverted. Brave (sometimes.) Knowledgable.

Weapons (if any) - Small daggers and knives tucked into his clothes.

Dominion, Rebellion, or Citizen? - Rebellion

Other (backstory counts as other) - He has any power you can think of but if he uses it (which sometimes is triggered by emotions) it backfires and hurts him instead. He is a loner who wanders the lands.

~ Versa ~

I paced from one side of the room to another. Our last attack had been a failure, and we lost and entire base in the next door city. Everyone was waiting for our next attack. The dominion and the rebellion. I sighed and sat down, staring out the window. 

-_Overlord_-

I considered the idea. Vivienne was clever, and wouldn't give away anything related to the rebel group. I nodded. "Very well. You may try."

+Vivienne+

I stared at my restrictors. I tried prying them off.

It was no use. I groaned. If only I could have sent a transmission. The guards had taken away all weapons and devices.  

I jumped up. They didn't take away all my gadgets. I pulled out the pin from my hair and smiled. Opening the top, I tried switching on the small transmittor. It wasn't working. The cell blocked all signal. I flipped the small switch, and the light went green. It was on. I was about to speak when the door opened. The pin dropped to the ground and shattered.

Sorry the endings are so abrupt.  

-Vix-

I laughed and opened the door to the cell, shattering the pin. I used my mind to make Vivienne drop the transmitter and crush it with her foot. 

"Hello again," I smiled. "Would you like to do this the easy way or the hard way?" 

-Vix-

A girl is staring at me with large eyes. "Hello there," I say, turning my attention from Vivienne to the teenager. "What exactly are you doing here?" 

My eyes shift towards a large gathering off on the other end of the area. "Ah... The memorial. You're awfully young to care about such things... I must say," I tell her, reaching out and running my fingers along the side of her face. "I do admire your interest. Perhaps you could join the Dominion someday, fight the good fight with us against these pesky rebels." I glance at Vivienne, who sits locked in her cell, silent. I use my mind to keep her that way. "I joined when I was young," I tell the child, smiling without intending to, tracing my hand along my neck without intending to, losing track of everything without intending to. And for a moment, I am small again, and I am scared, having not yet learned how not to be scared.

But I find myself again, remember how to be frightening instead of frightened, and the whimsical smile escapes my face, replaced by my typical one. "There's an internship program we're running here at the Dominion. I bet you'd make a wonderful recruit. After all," I say, grin widening as my hand slides from her face to her shoulder, holding a gentle yet firm grip on it," It's best to start early, don't you think?"

~~~

Darn, I wrote it all in present tense rather than past tense... Sorry!

aah, sorry i'm posting late. It's been a little busy for me...

+Vivienne+

I looked at the pin, and then Vix, who was laughing. All the commotion made another girl turn around. Vix turned to her and began to speak. He commanded the restrictors to make me stay still, since I couldn't move. Suddenly, the concentration dropped, and I was able to move. Their smile had changed, and their eyes had gone far away. Now was my chance. I started fiddling with the chains, trying to break free. The restrictors weren't coming off anytime soon, so I focused my energy on the cuffs. Suddenly, the door opened again, and the Overlord appeared. I froze, my hands dropping to my sides. 

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