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OOC: Whats going on? i've been sick, (but I'm better now), I've been to busy with soccer and other thing to get home, and when I finally have free time, I'm ussaully to tired to get on.

 

OOC: Hey guys I'm taking a break from the site. Sorry-ish? i dont know if it's such an important thing to be sorry about

 

Ooc:
@Rexy: You were barely on anyway, but okay then. See ya.
@Roxas and Shadow: Nothing really. I'm still continuing my convo with Rhian & Dexnail and you guys aren't communicating with each other. :/ You just type and say no ones responding to you when you aren't even near them...

"You motherfu-" Envy clenched onto the arm rest of the couch as he was very tempted to leap over it and do more slicing and dicing on Penoa's face more than Emeril Lagasse but instead, he kept most of his cool. Envy just gritted his teeth and glared at Fiachra and Penoa before one of them left. "Forget it." He mumbled.

 

Fiachra sighed and walked up to Envy. She clipped a device onto his ear. "Now if you need me, you can reach me even if im far away."

 

Penoa's smile widend when he heard the starting of an cuss word but he was slightly saddend cause Envy did not finish. The puppeter walked into his room on the wall there was an box filled with puppet parts and weapons. Penoa oppend up the chest and gently moved around the parts looking at them.

 

OoC:...I forgot where Echo was soo~

BiC: Echo yawned and sat up, then looked at her surroundings. It seemed she was in an abandoned hotel or house. She stood up, then transformed back to her human form, seeing she was still in her true form. She walked out of the building and began looking for some human she could use, since she hadn't had any blood in awhile.

 

Naoya walked around, there were a few abandoned hotels and houses near where he was at. he looked around, seeing Echo agian. I always meet up with her... thought Naoya. He sat down leaning agianst the wall, he was tired and hadn't fell asleep in a while.

 

Full name: Mixt Adrymnaed
Username: mixt
Age: 26
Class: The Painted Skin Society
Bio: He grew up normally, though he often got in fights due to his condescending nature. His parents wanted him to join the family trade of blacksmithing, but he saw this as brainless and barbaric compared to his studies in alchemy. He has recently chosen to run from his home and join The Painted skin Society. Despite being the newbie, he has trouble showing respect since he’s always viewed himself as better than everyone else. He has gotten the beginnings of alchemy but even when he tries to transmute something as basic and harmless as a muffin it tends to explode.
Personality: He sees himself as better than everyone else because he pretty much was growing up. He rarely listens to anyone else and if someone forces an idea he gets angry easily. But outside of these intelegent discussions, he’s very quiet and calm.
Tattoo and where is it: Beetle on his left shoulder blade
Weapon(s): A sword charged with electricity to shock whoever is struck with it and has a smoke bomb stashed in a compartment of the hilt
Sexuality: straight - but mostly a loner
Crush/soulmate: none yet
Human Form:
Beast Form:

 

Echo stopped, then turned to see Naoya sittin on the ground. 'How do I always meet up with him?' she thought, before looking the other way. He seemed like he was about to fall asleep, so she would leave him be.

 

Full name: Gendran, Subject number K794 Class close range combat, biological subgroup
Username:Legion
Age: 30
Class: Painted Skin Society

Bio: Subject has been grown and matured from the K rotation of fetal test samples from thirty years ago. Preliminary reflex and biological accuracy tests have exceeded expectations. Cerebral activity was corrupted as expected from the K rotation. However, Subject K794 has exibited much higher than average intellect from any of the combat class of any combat class or otherwise. He has been transferred to the the R.E.D.E.M.T.I.O.N. team to assist in the cure for the Fallen syndrome.

Personality: Subject K794 is considered unstable and very violent. When given orders, he will stop at almost nothing to fulfill them. Behavior that occurs outside of an order varys dramatically. The subject becomes slightly less aggressive and in almost incapable of staying focused on anything for an extended period of time. Unexpectedly, K794 seems to enjoy puns and poking fun at the actions or words of other individuals. Requires more study.
Tattoo and where is it: the subject's tatoo is supposed to be a spider on the center of his chest, but it had been modified to assist with K794's experimental properties.

Weapon(s): A pair of claw gloves and a red corrosive substance that can be ejected from any area of his body that is also. That includes his tattoos and his tongue.
Sexuality: Not sure if he even has one
Crush/soulmate: none
Miscellaneous:
Appearance:

muffins

 

Ooc: Oh dur! You're accepted now, but I'll have to post later since I'm about to leave soon.

 

Naoya sighed seeing her walk away. "So, why is it that the two of us always meet?" said Naoya, still sitting down. He looked at her but then back at his hand, it seemed to be paralized. Naoya then thought This is great...

 

Mizu continued walking down the street with her arms behind her back. She didn't mind the expressions on people's faces when she walked by them. She never bothered to wipe the blood off her face but she figured why should she?. eventually she stopped and wiped the blood off her face as she continued walking.

 

A loud scratching noise came from the other side of the wall. Soon, indistict mumurs began to fill the air and swell the air. What ever was making the sounds was very, very anxious and seemed to want in. The only question was, did anyone else want to let it join them.

 

Ooc: You're accepted too mixt. xD Sorry I didn't see your post...And I'll be more active for now on. Sorry guys.

Envy winced as he suddenly felt pressure on the bottom part of his ear and a low growled escaped from his lips. "I told you, I don't need your help...and I don't need a Dark Angel stalking me either." He put a hand on his ear to try taking off the small device, but it would'nt come loose. Envy tugged at it a few times and it still didn't let go. "....If you don't get this thing offa me, I-" Envy immediately grabbed his gun from under one of the couch pillows as he heard noise and murmurs from one of the sides of the walls. Did more Dark Angels come after him?

 

The scratching came louder and louder. Soon, the sound of crumbling plaster and splintering wood filled the air. Someone was getting in today, whether anyone else liked it or not.

 

Fiachra shook her head. "I'm not taking it off." She flew up in the air. "The only way to get it off without me doing it, is to rip your ear off!"

 

Penoa was looking at the puppet parts silently in his room then he heard the loud annoying scratching noise. The puppeter stood up and sighed he really did not want to answer the door. "envy get the door" Penoa said loudly irronicly his room was right by the front door."forget ill get the stupid door" the puppeter said as he headed over to the door. He just had his hand on the door knob trying to decide if he should open it or not then he heard an even more disturbing sound.

 

"...You suck." Envy took his hand away from his ear as he rolled his eyes from hearing Penoa's comment. "You open the damn--no, don't! I mean, that could be another Dark Angel. Look at the peephole first." He aimed his gun towards the door just incase the thing breaking in was dangerous.

 

In a cloud of debris, a man covered in red burst through the wall next to the door. Excitedly, it looked around the room, like a beast looking for prey.