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| 20 Feb 2012 10:10 AM |
| @awesome; You need more Bio and Appearance. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 10:21 AM |
Appearance: Has bright brown hair with unnoticeable streaks of blonde, he has a small face, a few freckles, and his eyebrows are always straight. His eyes are round, though, giving him a clueless look, even though he is fairly intelligent. He wears wrinkled hoodies and t-shirts and ripped faded black jeans with black sneakers that have a red outline and laces. His pants arre held up by a bright brown belt. Bio:Hayden is a sporty drummer in the band, "New Days" He is a player, in a way, and can dance amazingly. He's had his voice sience the age of 5. He is ethical to all people until he gets under your skin. He loves his drum set more than most things. He also sings backup for "New Days". He enjoys playing online games and watching comedy central.
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| 20 Feb 2012 11:05 AM |
| I look around. I see friends. Enimies. Family. None of these people were calls. I knew of no other Calls in the school. I felt everyone was a scream, and as a leader, I decide I need to fight them. I go for the obvious Screams first. Knocked out in one blow, I was. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 11:09 AM |
"Where to?" I ask my ally, for I had not yet trusted him enough to call him as a friend. Twirling my pipe along my hands, I follow him. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 11:56 AM |
| "I dunno. Where do you wanna go?", I ask. I examine my handgun and its bullets, waiting for a reply. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 11:57 AM |
"Oh, aren't we supposed to follow that blind dude?" My mind had just remembered. Pointless walking for nothing, I curse under my breath. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:00 PM |
| I wake up and notice two guys talking nearby. Barely able to speak, I say, "Hello?" |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:02 PM |
"Eh?" I ask, looking at him intently. This man aroused my suspicions."Yes? Do you need help?" I ask, using my call. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:06 PM |
| Yeah... I-I am a call. Leadership. Got hurt, only 14... |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:23 PM |
Character Sheet:
Name: Igor Gorbunov
A/ge: 27 Gender: Male Appearance: An average sized Russian from Siberia, his hair is very long but rather messy with that dirty brown shade. He has a very long pointy beard that is groomed well, unlike his hair. His eyes, his pale blue eyes are the most distinctive feature of his body and when you look at him, you notice those eyes, eyes of exceptional brilliance, depth, and attraction. His face looks old for his young age, full of wrinkles and crude lines. He looks like a very dangerous man, that he is. He wears a trench coat, brown as his hair, and dirty as much. He also wears black pants, and green boots, but they almost fell apart due to his very long walks.
Bio: He lived in Siberia all of his life, which effected his dark and mysterious personality the most. He lived in a village called Pokrovskoye in the Tyumen Oblast (Federal subject of Russia). The village was isolated from the world, therefore it was boring and not much was going on. Igor first murdered a man back when he was 17, in his village, due to revenge. He suffocate the man in his own bed and dumped him into the water after, the river washed him away and he was never to be found, he was one of many of his victims. But that's when he discovered his voices, madness. He could no longer stay in the village, he will travel to the big cities, where he is right now...
Personality: He is very cold and emotionless, he can't feel any sort of sympathy to anyone but he will often act like he does to manipulate people to gain what he wants. He doesn't share his thoughts and often lies. To put it in short terms, he is a sociopath. But other then all this, he is very intelligent. His ultimate goal is to find a way to immortality because death is the only thing he ever feared.
Voice: Madness
(Name: Madness) (Desc./What it does: It forces the victims feelings, all feelings and memories that provide security and happiness to vanish and only their bad memories stay, causing them to lose their sanity if subjected for a long time.)
Scream or Call?: Scream, he doesn't doubt it, he never did.
Other: N/a
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:39 PM |
| "Hey kid, you should join us.", I demand, using my voice or persuasion. Though I feel that this time my Voice was weaker. I shake my head to remove the idea that my Voice needs to, somehow, recharge. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:42 PM |
| I look around, for after being knocked out I could not tell what was what. "Are you talking to me?" |
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| 20 Feb 2012 12:52 PM |
I walked along a bridge, the lights only lighted the path so I couldn't notice what was going on the road. "Perfect", I thought. I walked up to the center of the bridge and began walking until I noticed a person smoking a cigar. I started to approach him. When I got close enough I put my hands on the walls of the bridge, it was made of cold, rough red brick. "Cold night", I said silently. The man jumped when he heard me, he screamed and almost fell on the floor, he balanced himself by grabbing the street light. He started gasping for air. "Oh, I'm sorry, did I scare you?, " I said it with a very uninterested bored voice. "No, no, not at all", he said with an ironic voice and an Irish accent. I asked for a smoke. He approached me slowly. "Look into my eyes", I said quietly. He looked at me and his face changed the expression from insecure, to terrified. He grabbed his chest and lost his balance, a split second later, he fell of the bridge and hit the water with a splash, I looked around and found nobody. The man left his walking stick. "What an interesting trophy", I thought as I was grabbing the walking stick. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:00 PM |
| Another call came by. I guess he was a Heal because he looked at me and I was able to stand up. I ran off, down a bridge where a man in a brown trenchcoat stood, looking around. Only a scream would check for witnesses. I duck behind a trash can near a bungalow at the foot of the bridge. I had no idea what this man had done. But I wanted to know. Using my leadership I say, Sir, it's becoming late. Why are you out here?" |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:05 PM |
| I hear a voice, a strange voice that I so familiar but I never heard it before. I focused and saw a boy standing near a trash can. I put a fake smile on my face and asked him: "But you are here too, and from the looks of it, you are younger than me, so I should ask you what you are doing here, little boy". I was getting ready to use my voice when a car passed by. Not here, not now. I must wait for the right moment. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:07 PM |
| I'm out here taking out screams with my Leadership. Now what about you? |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:10 PM |
"Hmf, you wouldn't know anything about that, little boy". I must kill him soon or the fool will detect my power. I have to act like his ally for now. "But I think that I can trust you, I am a call as well, my voice is hope, come now, let me walk you home". |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:15 PM |
| I raise an eyebrow. The man obviously isn't very smart if he thinks I haven't realized he's a scream yet. "No, I have to take the lead, Mr. Hope. Besides, why were you just looking around like that?" I walk slowly towards him, stopping halfway and tilted my head down. "Why would hope do that?" |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:20 PM |
| I look up and see a large rush of cars coming. I think, "Ugh, I can't kill this dude. I probably would die if I even tried... Leadership is pretty weak" |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:21 PM |
The kid is to suspicious, there is no time, I have to procrastinate this conversation a bit longer, then attack him. "I was looking around like any other man would, God gave us free will, and our free will can be used for things we chose, that is why I was looking around this bridge". "But never mind that", I raised my head so he could see my eyes. The boy's face changed. He felt despair, like others before him. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:23 PM |
| I turned around, I stopped the effect. But he sure felt it for a second, if he understand what he just felt, he could tell it to somebody. I dismissed it, who would believe him. I quickly turned around and entered the shadow. Those cars ruined the moment. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:24 PM |
| I notice the mans trick. With my voice I get a passerby in a large SUV to turn around and speed toward the man uncontrolably. "Lets see what kind of scream you are." I say, laughing. |
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| 20 Feb 2012 01:27 PM |
I see an SUV coming in my way. I looked at the man driving at the wheel, he couldn't control the car, he jumped out and I was able to evade the car, just in time. I grab the man who jumped and approach the boy. "I will kill this man if you try anymore tricks, boy". |
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